Mr. Morale

It was one of the worst performances I’ve seen in my entire life
I couldn’t sleep last night because I felt this shit
Ooh, [?], ooh [?], ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Eh

We not your fathers, yeah, Detox my callin’, it’s right on time
Transformation, I must have a thousand lives and like three thousand wives
You should know that I’m slightly off, fightin’ off demons that been outside
Better known as myself, I’m a demi-God
Every thought is created, some times I’m afraid I’ma my open mind

Kid on my mind and it’s heavy
Tear you in pieces ‘cause it’s way too heavy
My diamonds, thе choker is too heavy
More lifе to give on the man, are you ready
Who keep ‘em honest like us?
Who in the limelight like us?
Who got ‘em healin’ like us?
When there’s no one to call

Havin’ a conversation
Feelin’ ‘bout the [?]
This is a celebration
Left the [?]
Steppin’ and we in the way
Float, float, float, float, float (Ooh-ooh, da-da)
Steppin’ and we in the way
Float, float, float (Ooh-ooh, da-da)
Float, float, float (Ooh-ooh, da-da)

Who is your fathers and de-meditation
My spirit’s awaken, my brain is asleep
I got a new temperature
Sharpenin’ multiple swords in the faith I believe
I think about Robert Kelly
If he weren’t molested, I wonder if the fight would be fairly
I wonder if Oprah found closure
The way that she ‘posed to, the hurt that a women carries
My mother abused young, like all of them others back were we from
As I bury family members, at the repass they servin’ Popeyes chicken
What you know about black trauma?
Havin’ [?] is another trauma
Tyler Perry, the face of a thousand rappers
Used they violence to cover what really happen
I know somebody’s listenin’
Past life regressions to know my conditions
It’s based of experience
Karma for karma, my habits insensitive
Watchin’ my cousin struggle with addiction
Then watchin her first born make a million
And both of them off the grid
For forgiveness, I’m sacrificin’ myself to start the healin’

Kid on my mind and it’s heavy
Tear you in pieces ‘cause it’s way too heavy
My diamonds, the choker is too heavy
More life to give to man, are you ready
Who keep ‘em honest like us?
Who in the limelight like us?
Who got ‘em healin’ like us?
When there’s no one to call us

Say
“Hi Dre, it’s time to heal”, safe
You throw it straight, I can feel
Huddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holler back
Huddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holler back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah