So let me take y′all back
Lessons taught through rap
My nigga Jack for confidential purposes of the storyBorn in the motherland with bigger dreams and plans
We met as kids back when I was holding my mamas hand
Real nigga
But listen Jack was easily triggered
Always different and plus it didn't help that he was bigger
With no sisters only child
And looking back he only smiled in company of his friends
Was I don′t really know it all depends
From an outside lens he probably had it all
But on the inside Jack knew something was wrong
Yeah his parents were going strong
But money only fills a fucking void for so long
Doesn't seem all perfect yeah I know
The main figure in his life was his GI Joe
Of course his parents loved him and I ain't try to push no blame
But is the money worth it if he don′t love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can′t even tell you his age
Remember once his dad took the kid to a game
But he ain't give a fuck deep deep down in his brain he said
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately these thoughts been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately these thoughts been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain′t heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake bitches
Only acting interested for his fathers bread
For a head a hair they'll give him head
Trips to Etienne only time that they share a bed
Jack older but in his head immature
I just don′t know who I am he said he wasn't sure
Sure enough when it came time for
To get to school he had to cross the shore
Green passports to the great white north
He′s on his own again he's getting used to it
But sometimes when he gets these visions in his dreams
He wished that he had a team
Wasn't good enough for sports
And the clubs weren′t really his cup of tea
Family GCs they leave him on read
His dad told him get your degree and stack your bread
But Jack always wanted to paint the world instead
Gave him a way to defeat the enemies in his head
But it was law or med
His dad or his mom
Felt disconnected wasn′t like he hated them
But it was purely transactional like an atm
He called his bitch she air the line like KLM
But from the outside looking in
His frown looked like a grin
Warped realities the truth is never what it seems
I blame myself never understood my nigga's needs
IG facades mixed with fever dreams
His bitch was using him for Gucci and Louis V
And when he tried to talk it was like here
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Nigga no this pussy not cheap
And if he still wanted to talk she′d pretend to be sleep and say
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately these niggas on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately these niggas on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Was never good with words trouble communicating
Could never tell me how he felt his doom awaiting
Clean hearts get polluted with the shit you taking
Used to be man of the year ain't talking Walter Payton
Shattered dreams paint thrown to the breeze
Only canvas that he deal with is them off white 3s
Only use a brush maybe for his waves and his teeth
Trapped in a rat race where there ain′t no cheese
His girl left probably for the best he needs a rest
From toxicity isn't he a such a wreck
That′s what she said 'fore moving onto the next
And deep down he still dealing with his mama death
Graduated but never elaborated his feelings to his father
Couldn't take the drama
Be a good boy and do what your told
Remember when his life revolved around pussy and gold
Now all roads lead to the same fate it′s not great
Live alone with no end in sight
Looking back could′ve easily been me in that life
If I never found a pen or I never found a mic
If I never chased a dream or I never found the light
And Jack started drinking every fucking night
Just to get away from the black man's plight
In his apartment building thinking that he′s a villain
He been making a killing he sits and looks at the ceiling
There's a fucking broken bulb it go
(Bzz bzz)
Like a fucking insect
Reminds him how small he feels and he ain′t been checked in a minute
Nobody gives a fuck about me
If I ain't rap play ball or show up on tv
Then I′m just another nigga
Chasing the green
There's no meaning to life no meaning to me
As he takes another drink Jack starting to seeth
Nigga falls to his knees
As he's starting to scream
He′s thinking why God you let this shit happen to me
There′s a knock on the door shit who could it be
First thought about some weed he had is it the police
Open up its the neighbour from next door
He says ay man I don't know what you stressed for
But please can I
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately I can′t even close my eyes
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately I can't even close my eyes
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
The whole world wants peace Jack said what about you
I guess my own peace comes when I step in the booth
Everybody wants a piece but wants nothing to do
They′d rather lie in their death than live in their truth
All bets are off when Jack gets lost in his head
Like a black man running from Feds
Dead thoughts in his brain it's a deadly combination
At this point Jack has had every contemplation
From those nights looking back on his life like a compilation
And honestly my nigga had good and bad
But when the hate outweighs the joy and gladness
A nigga finds it hard to eye the positives
They drowned out
But that′s too fucking painful
If Jack gotta go he's gotta take a different angle
Can't blame him his whole life he suffered in silence
Guess that′s why he wants to leave with a deafening violence
Last time I heard from Jack thought that he was okay
Nothing deep guess he didn′t really have much to say
I can't help but think what if I had pushed him away
Played a part in his thinking he had no other play
Set the screen but never rolled just let him fade away
Shit weighs heavy on my mind when I think to that day
What if his parents chased him out by chasing the bag
Don′t blame them when you come from nothing that's all you have
What if the kids that made him cry were making him laugh
What if I didn′t act a fool and fucking had his back
Would I still be talking bout Jack's time in the past tense
All sense begins to leave he′s heating up
He grabs the .44 that he keeps in the lambo truck
Ain't acting on impulse his thoughts are far from rushed
Been thinking bout this since his mama bit the dust
But never had the courage I'll fucking show the world
They think I′m just a rock when I′m a diamond and a pearl
I wish I could've told him he′s all that and more
But I was too busy chasing money and whores
Load the clip no time to slip
Quick make it clean
Don't want to stay long or get no blood on my jeans
If I′m fucking going I have to make a statement
For every nigga like me thrown to the pavement
For every nigga told they could never fucking make it
For everybody told all their dreams were fucking basic
If only he had picked up that brush back then
Then he'd have ideas instead of bullets in his head
Playing with acrylic over fumbling with lead
But times up nothing said now can change him
Hard to fix a man but it′s easy to break him
Takes a life to live only need a second to take him
He falls to the floor and takes a breath deep
And right before he hears the fucking trigger go squeeze
There's a fucking broken bulb it go
(Bzz bzz)
And he thinks
Can I get a little peace & quiet
