[Hook]
And somebody tell me, where do I go from now (x4)

[Intro]
I've been lost, you know?
Oh, you know? I didn't know... didn't know at all

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
I just wanted to use computers
I made it to the finish line first, but Lu's a loser
I wanted to watch so I turned to rocks
Like Medusa, the block, the users
The rock, the shooters, the shots, the heckle of cops
The lugers, the Glocks, the cougars
Should be with my Akhs, making Salat in the Ummah
But instead I'm on the block in this lot with the Kufi's
And I'm feeling like a doofus, I think I understand the meaning of life
And really ain't no reason for ice, still want it
Still haunted by the demon, a price
But if u give it to me we'll flaunt it
I think niggas is dead broke, and I can bring em to life, its funny how--
Naw it really ain't funny sometimes I hate money
Please God take from me

[Hook]

All my blessings, I take em as a lesson
Make 'em into questions, and relate 'em to the present
Should I take it as a present? A penalty?
But everything's from the man upstairs
Could barely sing cuz the man upstairs is beating on the floor
When the music stops will I have a chair?
Will I be seated on the floor
It really don't matter cat beat me to the score
I was speaking to this whore
You know I got trouble with women humble beginnings
Mumblin and tremblin now they smugglin and stealing
Step ya game up check the dame what?
I nutted on her fangs ain't nuthin to hang up
That really happened in fact but I ain't manufactured for that
A bumpy ride had to fasten my straps
I be tryna reach em, other niggas be lyin:
Dyin' to get behind and beat 'em
I just be tryna teach 'em

[Hook]

I put it on paper, cuz they'll put you on for paper
But most of these niggas is paper
10 1/2 by 8 blue lines 3 holes
Hit they ass wit 8's, flat lined, 3 holes
Cuz they'll gas u up like cold pacer
And leave u in the cold without a coat with a cold
Thats not gangsta them niggas ain't ya boys man
Them niggas is the poison gotta keep em under the sink
Right next to the bleach I say that I'm on top of my game
Cuz if you under you sink
I wonder if its just the hunger you think? imagine that til it haunts you
Them niggas want you to fall, I fall cuz I want to
Yellow leaves and felonies that's how I fell on these
God made my head with mind in it
They made my bread with swine in it
Made my bed and now im lyin in it
I wonder if this is my limit

[Hook]

Lupe Fiasco

The Chicago born Wasalu Muhammad Jaco first tasted success when he featured on Kanye West’s hit “Touch the Sky”, a track that shortly preceded his real breakout, his 2006 debut album Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor, and he never looked back. He has established himself as one of the greatest urban wordsmiths of all time, with Genius even dubbing him the ‘Proust of Rap’.

While he’s now regarded of one of the 21st Century’s Hip-Hop greats, he wasn’t always a fan of the genre, initially disliking it due to the prominence of vulgarity and misogyny within it. In his late teens, he aspired to make it as a lyricist. In his early twenty’s, he met Jay-Z, who helped him sign with Atlantic Records in 2005. The following year, he released his debut album (Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor), which was met with acclaim from fans and critics alike, as did his sophomore effort, Lupe Fiasco’s The Cool.

The following eight years of his career saw far less output than many would’ve anticipated. This can be partly attributed to his struggles with Atlantic Records. The executives wanted him to sign a 360 deal; however, as he refused to do so they instead shelved his already completed 3rd album, Lasers, and wouldn’t promote him as they had previously. The overseers at the label also interfered with his music (as they had tried to do with his fan-favorite track “Dumb it Down”); subsequently effecting the quality and sound of his third and fourth albums.