Written by V.O.V
Produced by V.O.V
Engineered by Carl Rushing at GemStar Pro Studios
© 2022 Copyrights of Virtues Or Vices, LLC
Lyrics
New Age Socrates
All work and no play
That’s mental poverty
While I enjoy the fruits of my labor
You niggas watching me
Mad cuz I can full circle like picks in hockey be
And now that boy back in his bag
He shopping spree
Stay away from hoes that’s poison
I’m Michael Bivens
Studied all the words
I skribbled in compositions
Stayed on the sideline
Peeping like an assistant
Realizing in this game
There ain’t no competition
I’m one up on these niggas
Like socks on Kerry Kittles
Laying sausage in between ur bitch cakes
That’s a McGriddle
Mouth service on the couch
Like my benefits cover dental
And when ur gone
She cooking dinner
While laughing at Jimmy Kimmel
I’m forever dope
Like 1980’s syringes
Ronald Regan dropped a bomb
That left my fam in division
Same bomb created chefs
Cuz they lived in the kitchen
At this time think I was 9
Cuz moms was Jammin
To the Whispers
Literary King who do extraordinary things
I got god with me
So every step is covered by wings
Always getting high
When I got low self esteem
But I’m studying all the rules
And hope to see what life brings
Verse 2
Rude boy bod mon the real McCoy
The one these hoes enjoy but when
With you she play with toys
Ashes from green plants
we smoke on Bok Choy
If my dick was a job
Then ur bitch would be employed
Give thanks to naysayers motivating
A true players
Running for this paper
I’m feeling like Gayle Sayers
Calm and collective
Rude and disrespective
Ain’t talking food
But I’m tryna hold meals like a waiter
I know that I know nothing
But know enough to be wise
So i invest in myself
So my stock will incline
Hope my casket come with a pillow
sleep when I die
Like throwing away a watch
U niggas wasting ur time
Street smart and book smart
I can do math
and write a dissertation on how to make
Paper from grams
Humble and show my humility
That’s why ur chick feeling me
Ain’t hit the ass yet
Cuz she a liability
Only family matters in a world
Full of Waldos
Play me
You’ll be more successful playing the lotto
Although I’m at peace
Don’t get confused by this God Flow
Cuz I was raised by the gangsters
Got a family full of Narcos
Glass full of Bordeaux
plate full of steak
u might be doing good
But the kid doing great
U just be getting hip
But I was dope out the gate
With a mind like einstein
Doing everything it takes
Hook
New Age Socrates
My pen speaks they listen
My mind can free a prison
Even after Im gone
These words remain forever
Can’t have an error in this era
everyday I’m getting better
Bridge
“Every scripture is inspired by God and useful for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness, that the person dedicated to God may be capable and equipped for every good work.”
2 Timothy 3:16-17 NET
https://www.bible.com/107/2ti.3.16-17.net