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wounds 2 wisdom - act-1 x so=cal lyrics

wounds 2 wisdom lyrics
intro

“my struggle is, i kinda always feel like i’m saying way too much yet nothing at all at the exact same time, and i don’t know man, i feel like there’s a deeper level of artistry that i can tap into”

verse 1

sometimes i sit down to write a new rhyme and something happens
i get overcome with dread and i feel like nothing matters
nothing that i say will make a l!ck of difference
so i can’t even get started with that initial sentence
i just sit with my head in my hands trying to think of some stuff
feeling jealous of thеm rappers that drink and do drugs
maybe if i werе to drink til i’m buzzed
i’d at least be numb enough to ignore that we’re f*cked
and actually come up with stuff
i wouldn’t call it writer’s block
more like i’m in shock
trying to comprehend why i thought i should even rhyme at all
there’s people out here trying to survive
who gives a f*ck about a dude reciting rhymes
on his ig live
the temperatures are climbing and the climates fried
still they deny the earth is dying for their bottom line
so they can keep their pockets lined
while we watch the decline
why would you give a sh*t about even my hottest line?
there’s people out here still fighting for their human rights
(shiiieeeettt)
that’s probably true for most humans unless you are white
and straight, and catholic, american as apple pie
a stand*up guy willing to die for capitalist lies
i’m not that guy and never will be
while all this sh*t is going on, the thing that really k!lls me
is i’ll sit down to write some sh*t that’s frivolous and silly
some battle rap bars to try and get you all to feel me
some goofy punchlines just to get you to respond
while i’m crying inside
at the much more important sh*t that’s going on
so i pause, and i contemplate giving it up
who gives a f*ck about rap when just living is tough?
i put my pen down
losing incentive
feeling powerless, no use pretending
then i remember that even if all i offer is entertainment
at least it is escapism for the people that crave it
a break from all the mayhem
the crazy and insane sh*t
that plagues every one of our lives on a daily basis
that’s my only motivation to keep on creating
providing you with some wisdom or some sh*t you can relate to
for now that is my mission
from now until i’m finished
apologize in advance if this sh*t is sounding too vintage
but this is all i can offer to try and help
find the humor at the funeral if you wanna maintain your mental health
(that’s a fact)
find the beauty in the chaos, and you’ll find the beauty inside yourself
find the beauty in the chaos, and you’ll find the beauty inside yourself…

act *1
so=cal
we did it baby
salute to so=cal, man
thank you, brother

- act 1 x socal lyrics

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