[Verse 1]Haven’t written a song in a while, yeahNah I don’t feel it in my soul no moreDon’t know what I’m going forUsed to want to do global toursFans raging like “Oh my Lord”They ask me why I don’t record and I can’t say it like VoldemortStand facing that open door, yeah‘Bout to walk through and leave it all behind, yeahLike I never started to rhyme, in the 6th gradeSpit cray, got sharper than a switchblade, made a mixtapeGot a couple of the haters and a couple of fansNow I’m ‘bout to leave it like nothing began‘Cause I see the world and they suffering, manAnd I can’t do nothing for them if I’m stuck in my den just recordingUnless I was making a fortuneOr maybe an organization that aid and support in the neighborhoodsWhere they are blazing and scorchingThe gangstas are warring and turning them babies to orphans like.. that[Hook]I don’t feel it in my soul no moreDon’t know what I’m going forUsed to want to do global toursBut I don’t got motivationDon’t feel it in my soul no moreSo, so, so jaded[Verse 2]Sitting here thinking ‘bout my circumstancesFeeling like my mind was scramblingTrying to play my cards right like GambitBut I felt like I might not manageDo what I want to do, see I set a goalI been wrecking flows left and right to showI been getting no breaksGetting home from my 9 to 5Writing rhymes, forever alone, revel in my zoneNever know, if I’ll ever blow when the pressure loads on meAin’t nobody heard from me all weekThat’s because I’ve been mentally focusedI noticed that nothing was meant for meTurned 25 and I upped the intensityBack in October I thought things were set for meHopped off a passenger jet and I met up with Kardinal OffishallHe heard my sound, said your audio’s rippingCouldn’t calm down, man I thought I would be getting signedBut I find I was obviously trippin’Now I’m landing in Miami and I’m empty handedEverybody asking me what happened, I don’t have an answer“You were supposed to make a video, are we gon’ get a chance to see it?”I don’t know ‘cause everything’s falling through, feeling defeatedNow everything is seeming impossible, yeah[Hook]I don’t feel it in my soul no moreDon’t know what I’m going forUsed to want to do global toursBut I don’t got motivationDon’t feel it in my soul no moreSo, so, so jaded[Verse 3]Back when I had passion, man I felt like rapping could really have anEffect on all the avenues where they clashinBut I realized that isn’t really rational‘Cause I look at the apathy of the massesMan they only want a rapper for entertainmentAnd they bob to the beat even if it’s brainlessAnd the labels say “Get me a kid who’s nameless, I’ma make him big and famous for generatin'”Songs that’ll mislead a whole generationThey say the hit’s so fire it’s incineratingGot a kid feeling higher than the HimalayasBut he ain’t realizing what he really sayingTalking ‘bout hitting blocks with the pistol blazingYelling “Pop! Pop!” like it’s a simulationMan they love hearing that, it’s invigorating[Hook]I don’t feel it in my soul no moreDon’t know what I’m going forUsed to want to do global toursBut I don’t got motivationDon’t feel it in my soul no moreSo, so, so jaded, yeahI don’t feel it in my soul no more