[Lyric] Manhood (KaiZari)

[Verse 1]
Masculinity…
If that’s identity…
No wonder why we fall out…
And Make each other enemies…
Cuz half the time…
People ain't really who they pretend to be…
Something off
Between the image and the energy…..
They told us men and women…
Supposed to be complimentary…
I had different images…
Engrained in my memory…
I saw you could chose yours…
I had the extrasensory…..
Perception…
You had to seem tough…
For your protection…..
Had to be aggressive…
Or you sure to face rejection…
Quite the small boxes…
For young man’s expression…..
But you really get one time…
To make a first impression…
This the food chain…
In between the lessons…..
They don’t know what it like…
Programmed since a tyke…..
When you more like Spike…
But wanna be like Mike…
Wanna be like street kings…
Hustle out the life…
Nuff years passed and we bought into the hype….but..
[Chorus]
Walking to the beat of my own drum…
You can’t beat the odds…
Less you own one…………..
Been here long enough…
So I’ve grown some…
There was things I had learn
On my lonesome…
Never fully trust advice…
That’s my advice…
They fooled you once…
Never let em fool you twice…
For every little virtue they preach…
They have a vice…
For every little thing that you want…
There comes a price…..

[Verse 2]
Man’s got limits…
But we mimic…..
Fake it till you make it…
Or you find you a gimmick…
Might try how they say…
Til they turn you to a cynic…
Money, Sex, and Drugs…
And it turns into a scrimmage…
It can get shady…
Competition for the best ladies…
I should have focused on the Buccs…
Like I’m old Brady…
Instead tryna knock em out the box…
Like the 80s…
I tried to have common sense…
Instead of have babies…
So if I’m tryna hit…
I’ll at least get a maybe…
The male ego snaps…
If they try to play me…..
You gotta ask…
What’s that about?…..
Is it the clout?…
Or is it doubt?…
Bet you’ll never find out…
Emotions ain't a luxury..
We have to express…
Unless…
It threatens death or gets under a dress…
Hustler, Rapper or a full court press…..
Provide that…
I guess we gotta do what we do…
And hide that…
[Chorus]
Walking to the beat of my own drum…
You can’t beat the odds…
Less you own one…………..
Been here long enough…
So I’ve grown some…
There was things I had learn
On my lonesome…
Never fully trust advice…
That’s my advice…
They fooled you once…
Never let em fool you twice…
For every little virtue they preach…
They have a vice…
For every little thing that you want…
There comes a price…..


[Verse 3]
What do I desire?……
What is the fuel for this inner fire?
How many things can a man acquire?
How do I stay inspired?…
Stay in the game for what life requires?…
You never learn…you never get wiser…
Nature-been my spiritual advisor……
Ever since a minor…
My ma-jor was development……
Always had the vision
To ascend higher…..
The higher you go…
You realize its the same..
As Below….Hello…
Oh the paradox…
Walking thru the garden of eden…
With a pair of socks…
Reminiscing all off of them times
I used to care a lot…
I wouldn’t share a lot…
Now this consciousness streams…
Whether you care or not…..
I used to act a fool…
Now they say I’m too cool…
Jewish in name only
But I’ll drop you a jewel…
These the gems I didn’t learn in school
But I learned from duels…
Every time another person
Tried to set the rules…
[Chorus]
Walking to the beat of my own drum…
You can’t beat the odds…
Less you own one…………..
Been here long enough…
So I’ve grown some…
There was things I had learn
On my lonesome…
Never fully trust advice…
That’s my advice…
They fooled you once…
Never let em fool you twice…
For every little virtue they preach…
They have a vice…
For every little thing that you want…
There comes a price…..