So let me take y′all back

Lessons taught through rap

My nigga Jack for confidential purposes of the storyBorn in the motherland with bigger dreams and plans

We met as kids back when I was holding my mamas hand

Real nigga

But listen Jack was easily triggered

Always different and plus it didn't help that he was bigger

With no sisters only child

And looking back he only smiled in company of his friends

Was I don′t really know it all depends

From an outside lens he probably had it all

But on the inside Jack knew something was wrong

Yeah his parents were going strong

But money only fills a fucking void for so long

Doesn't seem all perfect yeah I know

The main figure in his life was his GI Joe

Of course his parents loved him and I ain't try to push no blame

But is the money worth it if he don′t love you the same

Memories made by maids love starts to fade

At the point where dad can′t even tell you his age

Remember once his dad took the kid to a game

But he ain't give a fuck deep deep down in his brain he said

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Lately these thoughts been on my mind

I just wanna get a little time

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Lately these thoughts been on my mind

I just wanna get a little time

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Fast forward I ain′t heard of Jack in a minute

Surrounded by fake bitches

Only acting interested for his fathers bread

For a head a hair they'll give him head

Trips to Etienne only time that they share a bed

Jack older but in his head immature

I just don′t know who I am he said he wasn't sure

Sure enough when it came time for

To get to school he had to cross the shore

Green passports to the great white north

He′s on his own again he's getting used to it

But sometimes when he gets these visions in his dreams

He wished that he had a team

Wasn't good enough for sports

And the clubs weren′t really his cup of tea

Family GCs they leave him on read

His dad told him get your degree and stack your bread

But Jack always wanted to paint the world instead

Gave him a way to defeat the enemies in his head

But it was law or med

His dad or his mom

Felt disconnected wasn′t like he hated them

But it was purely transactional like an atm

He called his bitch she air the line like KLM

But from the outside looking in

His frown looked like a grin

Warped realities the truth is never what it seems

I blame myself never understood my nigga's needs

IG facades mixed with fever dreams

His bitch was using him for Gucci and Louis V

And when he tried to talk it was like here

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Nigga no this pussy not cheap

And if he still wanted to talk she′d pretend to be sleep and say

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Lately these niggas on my mind

I just wanna get a little time

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Lately these niggas on my mind

I just wanna get a little time

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Was never good with words trouble communicating

Could never tell me how he felt his doom awaiting

Clean hearts get polluted with the shit you taking

Used to be man of the year ain't talking Walter Payton

Shattered dreams paint thrown to the breeze

Only canvas that he deal with is them off white 3s

Only use a brush maybe for his waves and his teeth

Trapped in a rat race where there ain′t no cheese

His girl left probably for the best he needs a rest

From toxicity isn't he a such a wreck

That′s what she said 'fore moving onto the next

And deep down he still dealing with his mama death

Graduated but never elaborated his feelings to his father

Couldn't take the drama

Be a good boy and do what your told

Remember when his life revolved around pussy and gold

Now all roads lead to the same fate it′s not great

Live alone with no end in sight

Looking back could′ve easily been me in that life

If I never found a pen or I never found a mic

If I never chased a dream or I never found the light

And Jack started drinking every fucking night

Just to get away from the black man's plight

In his apartment building thinking that he′s a villain

He been making a killing he sits and looks at the ceiling

There's a fucking broken bulb it go

(Bzz bzz)

Like a fucking insect

Reminds him how small he feels and he ain′t been checked in a minute

Nobody gives a fuck about me

If I ain't rap play ball or show up on tv

Then I′m just another nigga

Chasing the green

There's no meaning to life no meaning to me

As he takes another drink Jack starting to seeth

Nigga falls to his knees

As he's starting to scream

He′s thinking why God you let this shit happen to me

There′s a knock on the door shit who could it be

First thought about some weed he had is it the police

Open up its the neighbour from next door

He says ay man I don't know what you stressed for

But please can I

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Lately I can′t even close my eyes

I just wanna get a little time

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Can I get a little peace and quiet

Lately I can't even close my eyes

I just wanna get a little time

Can I get a little peace and quiet

The whole world wants peace Jack said what about you

I guess my own peace comes when I step in the booth

Everybody wants a piece but wants nothing to do

They′d rather lie in their death than live in their truth

All bets are off when Jack gets lost in his head

Like a black man running from Feds

Dead thoughts in his brain it's a deadly combination

At this point Jack has had every contemplation

From those nights looking back on his life like a compilation

And honestly my nigga had good and bad

But when the hate outweighs the joy and gladness

A nigga finds it hard to eye the positives

They drowned out

But that′s too fucking painful

If Jack gotta go he's gotta take a different angle

Can't blame him his whole life he suffered in silence

Guess that′s why he wants to leave with a deafening violence

Last time I heard from Jack thought that he was okay

Nothing deep guess he didn′t really have much to say

I can't help but think what if I had pushed him away

Played a part in his thinking he had no other play

Set the screen but never rolled just let him fade away

Shit weighs heavy on my mind when I think to that day

What if his parents chased him out by chasing the bag

Don′t blame them when you come from nothing that's all you have

What if the kids that made him cry were making him laugh

What if I didn′t act a fool and fucking had his back

Would I still be talking bout Jack's time in the past tense

All sense begins to leave he′s heating up

He grabs the .44 that he keeps in the lambo truck

Ain't acting on impulse his thoughts are far from rushed

Been thinking bout this since his mama bit the dust

But never had the courage I'll fucking show the world

They think I′m just a rock when I′m a diamond and a pearl

I wish I could've told him he′s all that and more

But I was too busy chasing money and whores

Load the clip no time to slip

Quick make it clean

Don't want to stay long or get no blood on my jeans

If I′m fucking going I have to make a statement

For every nigga like me thrown to the pavement

For every nigga told they could never fucking make it

For everybody told all their dreams were fucking basic

If only he had picked up that brush back then

Then he'd have ideas instead of bullets in his head

Playing with acrylic over fumbling with lead

But times up nothing said now can change him

Hard to fix a man but it′s easy to break him

Takes a life to live only need a second to take him

He falls to the floor and takes a breath deep

And right before he hears the fucking trigger go squeeze

There's a fucking broken bulb it go

(Bzz bzz)

And he thinks

Can I get a little peace & quiet