LET'S TALK [Intro — low, conversational, rolling a blunt] Yeah… Let me roll this shit real quick. Everybody's got an opinion. Everybody thinks they know everything… So fuck it. Come on. Let's talk. [Beat drops] [Verse 1] Let's talk about these kids who think they're fucking grown Talkin' back to their parents like they own the home Got a phone in their hand and a mouth full of pride But haven't paid one bill in their entire damn life Seventeen years old, think they figured shit out Mama tries to speak and they just scream and shout Your parents ain't perfect, they made mistakes too But every scar they carry taught them something you never knew Respect ain't weakness, advice ain't hate Sometimes “I know better” is what seals your fate Everybody wants freedom, nobody wants responsibility Want the keys to the world without carrying the liability [Hook — spoken] Come on now… Let's talk about it. [Verse 2] Let's talk about men and the feelings they hide “How you really feel?” — “I'm good,” while he's dying inside “Open up to me, baby, you can trust me with your heart” So he drops the armor and shows you every scar Then the argument comes and you weaponize the truth Every secret he trusted you with gets thrown back at you Now you wonder why he stopped talking, why he keeps everything inside You asked him to show his soul, then punished him for what he confided You can't ask for somebody's heart then use it as a blade Vulnerability ain't weakness, it's the biggest risk somebody takes So don't wonder why the next man keeps his feelings locked away You taught him that opening up was something he should fucking hate [Hook — spoken] Come on now… Let's talk about it. [Verse 3 — darker, aggressive] Now let's talk about this “sex, money, drugs sells” shit Everybody knows the formula, nobody questions it Kids hear grown-ass fantasies through the headphones every day Then everybody acts surprised when they start thinking that way Money gets glorified like that's what makes you whole Million-dollar houses, million-dollar cars, mountains made of gold Nothing wrong with wanting money, but when money owns your brain You'll sacrifice the people that you love just to chase the name And drugs… Fuck, don't get me started on that shit. Favorite artists make the poison sound glamorous Some kid hears it every day and starts believing that's what freedom is Fentanyl, meth, crack, pills — somebody's chasing a high Then another family gets the phone call that their loved one died I'm not saying one song makes somebody choose to use I'm saying don't glamorize destruction and pretend there's nothing to lose [Pre-Hook — conversational] Come on… Sit down. Let's talk this shit out. no need to be rude I'm just venting out frustration and telling the truth [Verse 4 — building intensity] Let's talk about the rent when the paycheck disappears Working all damn week just to drown inside the bills Groceries keep climbing while the paycheck stays the same Everybody wants a better life but can't escape the game Everybody's online living somebody else's life Comparing their reality to somebody else's highlight Millions of followers, nobody they can call Everybody's connected but nobody really talks Everybody says “I'm good” while they're falling apart Everybody wants attention, nobody wants to ask What's behind the mask? What's underneath the scars? What's the reason everybody's scared to show who they are? So I'm sitting here rolling this blunt, thinking about all of it Kids, love, money, drugs, bills, fame and all this bullshit I don't have every answer, I'm figuring it out too… But if we're gonna talk about the problem— We gotta talk about the truth. [Outro — instrumental only] [Instrumental fades out]
