Soapbox Songtext
von Kid Quill

Yeah, I′m 23 but I still bring 'em to you
I flipped the sample out the drums then I give ′em the truth
The same me, motherfucker don't you get it confused
The last album raised the bar but this gon' tear off the roof
Read all about it, get your fix in, I′m independent
Ain′t got a deal but I can tell you what the deal is
These labels try to make us millionaires
But they ain't fill us if the glass is half empty
I′m coming back to fill it, yeah
You got me in my feelings and I'm putting in time
And I been a bunch of places and I′m still bout mine
I could go and write an album bout a topic go and drop it
And I guarantee that half of these people still have a one track mind
Don't waste my time
You know I just adjust like that
Don′t know why they so impressed with all that fuckboy rap
Don't know why they so impressed with all that frat boy rap
No pun intended but your album sounds rushed like that
We're just ordinary people, yeah
The last album was a story this the sequel


I′m in a room full of people that I love
And I ain′t fucking stopping till all of us are equal
Er'body on the right side hit that sway
Er′body on the left do the same ol' thing
Talk is cheap but just know my time sure ain′t
I hope the blind man dance and the deaf one sing
I hope the world keeps spinning
And my friends keep winning
And my parents keep living
And the bad stop sinning
Lil' Wayne keeps spitting, and when push comes to shove
Would you turn your shoulder or would you learn to love?
And if I only had 16 bars, number one is for my family
Second for my sister and the third for my granny
Fourth for my cous′o and
Five for my brotha's and
6, 7, 8 dedicated to my mother yeah
Nine is for my Daddy's always got my back
I mean every show and tour he booked all that
Number 10 is for the labels that skipped it until they heard this
We ain′t forget you meeting we skipped it on fucking purpose dog (ooo)
Next one′s for my girl tho
That's why I changed up my tempo
And number 12 would be a laugh and I′d just end it at that
Load the drums in then bring it right back, yeah
The last four for the truth but it don't sell enough records
So I would try to keep it catchy and disguise it up clever
But you won′t hear it at a party or the radio ever
They wanna listen to something that don't require no effort
And I done ran outta room so I talk on the end
But all they want′s the hook so I make it real quick
If the world starting burning would we put it out together
Or would we still fight with one another?
Er'body on the right side hit that sway
Er'body on the left do the same ol′ thing
Talk is cheap but just know my time sure ain′t
I hope the blind man dance and the deaf one sing
I hope the world keeps spinning
And my friends keep winning
And my parents keep living
And the bad stop sinning
Lil' Wayne keeps spitting, and when push comes to shove
Would you turn your shoulder or would you learn to love?
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
Ooo, child, things′ll get brighter
Someday, we'll put it together and get it all done
Someday, when your head is much lighter (Ooo)
Someday, we′ll walk in the rays of the beautiful sun
Someday, when the world is much brighter
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
Ooo, child, things'll get brighter
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
Ooo, child, things′ll get brighter
Yeah, this ain't a rant I'm just passionate
The God I believe in don′t make accidents
So God, while you watch my latest verse
I know I never go to church
But I just pray this ain′t the year I have to lay in a hearse
It's July 31st of 2017
I′m in a studio in Indi wearing Nikes and some jeans
And I'm broke than a bitch, drive a old Mazda 6
But it′s better than a coop cause I can fit all my friends
Joey made it out the pen but I was working on this
By the time I got it finished he went right back in
Let him down as a friend, then get the help that he needs
And the system failed him when they sent him back for some weed
Man it's July 31st and Donald Trump is on the news
He fired his chief of staff and we′re all hella confused
And look, I ain't the type to really rap about no politics
But how the fuck is Donald Trump our president, I digress
Yeah, and there's a lot of social unrest
Remember that a conversation′s progress
So talk to your neighbor, talk to a stranger
Love a little harder, do someone a favor
I know that I ain′t perfect
I know I make mistakes
I know that you ain't perfect
Cause we one and the same
I know you feel sad and I know you feel alone
Because every does don′t be scared to use the phone, yeah
Man, it's July 31st and I′m sweating in the booth
And there's people in the industry that want me to lose
But they a little too late, only love me to hate
I done found my way so can′t nobody get in my way
Yes, it's July 31st and I'm about to wrap this song up
It′s a pretty long one, yeah
I′m sorry I had to detox
So pardon me while I step off of my soapbox
But to the listener, this one's for you
If we ain′t never met nice to meet you I'm Q
All my friends call me Mitch, and you should too
I make music for a living I′m no different than you
But what I really wanna say
No matter where you stay
No matter what you do or no matter what you're paid
No matter who you love and no matter who you hate, yeah
I just hope you live your best life
Yeah, I hope you live your best life
If the world started burning would we put it out together
Or will we still fight with one another
In the mi-mi-mi-mi-mix
In the mix
Mix
Back to back
Beat to beat
Come on dj, hit me with another track