Ayy, they´ll never understand Herbert Anthony They´ll never understand They´ll never understand Herbert Anthony They´ll never understand
Are you in your feelings for sure? They´ll never understand Herbert Anthony Are you in your feelings for sure? They´ll never understand
It´s our divine portrait to heal, feel on and feel empowered They are just now understanding me
They will never understand Herbert Anthony I handle tryna battle my insanity I´ll play dodgeball with all the vanity I share my light like charity How I kept the fear of god in humanity How I´m making sacrifices for the family I ain´t happy but I gotta make it happen though
Mad hatter in a rabbit hole Trouble on my mind, I was trying not to lose it Top on my line ´bout new music Did a little rehab, need a little more I´m an addict, got some habits, everybody know Wrestling with depression last few years Went to therapy and I shed a few tears Caught Steven-Johnson ten years old I survived but I´m still going blind though Eye doc said I need new corneas I rather need those than a coroner Papa took a headshot, no photography Ain´t know him that well, but I hope he proud of me Loriana left me with PTSD I see her face when me and Tia be texting Dalai Mama and her daughter give a nigga hope For they sake, I just wanna be the best soul
Mama love me and my grandma still pray I know I can always count on Zay Zay Circle smaller but the homies know I´m still round Even if I fall off, imma stay down You know what happens when a black king have a dream
They will never understand Herbert Anthony Are you in your feelings for sure?
Legally blinding too Enheighten the third, I watch his vision improve He said she the heart, but he soul Kinetically connected, need invisible glue The real can´t miss
See, I been dealing with fake shit Then taste this, it´s medicine Amphetamine, overdose He at a loss of words, make a poet choke See, he the best gifted Conscientiously connect in streets He rep different Don´t say much, he flex different It´s Del Amo bred See this that land downhill from city limits Built by the illest That turned a swamp to the cooking pot And made rich crips and the title only a given by the livid watching the livid But the riches Came with prayer hands in reminiscent time away from they misses In visits, this is