[Chorus] When tragedy strikes and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy [Verse 1] Fucked around and lost it all Fell out of favor with the universe Humbled by it all Like humility with two perks Running back my fate Like a coach who's not concerned With the health of his players Tryna lead the league in the words That my legacy will give the world But legacy ain't giving much to the ones who still gotta live in this world Even as a billionaire You can feel the air The rain could fill a lair You'd still need an heir Huh, you're heirless and helpless While airless and airlifted If hell is where help is Hell, yeah, you're selfish Self-made and selfless More than your selfies Smell me? Or smell fish? Sell me, or sell fish More malleable than Malley Mall Or a Maltese Harder than Mali's soil or some hard teas Now I don't have a hard C Now I don't have a hard C [Chorus] When tragedy strikes and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy [Verse 2] But ain't no more disasters Just sadness, it don't matter Cause once you learn your lesson then you graduate, not master A master degree is not mastering The Master is master The Master gave us life Now we gotta make it matter Now matter if you could fly The flyest bird is not a factor You could try, you could try Or die and be no more a factor When you die, when you die You realize you did not matter If you could fly, if you could fly It was just to help the masses So my message is not messy It's just mastery of craft They got a laugh at my attempts And now they think I'm just a bastard They think I'm just a rapper In a basement trying to master This bullshit they call music When the only tool is passion So passion is a tool that we use to save the masses But what's a tool if it's used to get the Masters More money to get food from the local grocer after There's nothing left But my heart and my soul For my music I used it, now I'm not who I was And my dad tried to tell me That's what money could do And I tried to tell him What some money could do When you never had it and you're hungry for food But now I'm on the fast And I just ask How you gonna break my heart And my soul? And that's not what you're supposed to do You took it all when you were supposed to give It was all for you [Chorus] When tragedy strikes and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy and the tragedy is life, and your life is a tragedy
