Tantrum (Explicit)

Composed by：Willard Smith/Joyner Lucas/Leo Son

Produced by：Joyner Lucas/Leo Son

Back on my journey I'm taking my chances

Searching and questioning looking for answers

Hoping this medicine heal all the damage

My inner child keep throwing a tantrum

Why does my ego keep holding me ransom?

Why does my fear control me at random?

Life can get ugly but **** it I'm handsome

I'm 'bout to face all this **** I've been running from

You might relate to the places I'm coming from

I've been through trauma I thought I'd recover from

I got regrets you heard about some of them

This is gon' make my heart bang like a rubber drum

I will not sugarcoat this stuff with bubblegum

Going through troubles I hate what the trouble done

I hate to be the thing that people suffer from woo

You cannot replicate me I'm a one-of-one

You are not one of them hey

Damn I forgot and there won't be another one

I'm always number one

After the rain and I know that the sun will come

I see the light from the treetops

I am not God but I know I'm a son of him

You just the son of a be-yotch

I know exactly just what they've been doing

They counted me out but your numbers ain't showing

I know where I've been I don't know where I'm going

If you want a boat then you better keep rowing

'Cause I'm so way up I might get me a Boeing

Flying with angels they sent me an omen

The devil try get me the forces are with me

Yo Jesus come lift me because this is my moment and woo

Back on my journey I'm taking my chances

Searching and questioning looking for answers

Hoping this medicine heal all the damage

My inner child keep throwing a tantrum

Aye

I took my traumas and made it an anthem

Aye

I've done came too far to hand it over

I'ma keep my head up like a man supposed to

I done took my punches they were standing over

Devil want my soul I couldn't hand it over

I ain't picture perfect think the camera's broken

Had to shut the door they couldn't slam it on 'em

How you sleeping on me when I am a sofa?

Tryna trample on me you get trampled over

Jokers think it's sweet this ain't no damn mimosa

This an aerosol inside an Arizona

This is Barry Bonds mixed with Sammy Sosa

This a loose screw inside a damaged motor

This is graduation with no damn diploma

This is aggravation this is validation

I got open wounds ain't no Bacitracin

This a bigger world of my imagination this is me woo

Martin Luther had a dream dream

Joyner Lucas had a vision I became everything I had to be woo

I've been living like there's no limits and I learned the game from Master P

I'm staring at my reflection wondering why it isn't staring back at me why?

What is gon' be?

Oh y'all forgot I ain't new with the pen

First hip-hop Grammy I'll do it again

I'm doing me I ain't doing no trends

Finding myself with the music again

Difference is I don't need music to win

Soon as I drop then I'm booming again

Back to the crown is the mood that I'm in

Promise ain't nobody truer than him will

Back on my journey I'm taking my chances

Searching and questioning looking for answers

Hoping this medicine heal all the damage

My inner child keep throwing a tantrum

Aye

I took my traumas and made it an anthem

Aye