Nice - Noza, Sey

The Mercury ain’t gotta be in retrograde

For you to go be doin' less than great

You better be saying your grace if you got food on ya plates

'Cause other places not doin' well

Who can tell?

We stuck in our phones

Attack of the Clones

On our back the same clothes

In our mind the same goals

I mean online the saying goes

The 'Illusion of Choice'

I mean I think I got a platform

Illusion of voice

Maybe I’m losing my voice

When everybody telling me

To go and sell an NFT

Just to pay my gas fees

Actually I might do it

If your last then your losing

If you ask then I’m choosing

To be at the forefront

If you ask, 'what's for lunch?'

I wanna tell you, 'the world'

Ghost said we had a buck 50

Maybe 200 left

And I spent about 30 of them sitting in debt

Global warming has proven the swings gonna be greater

So things gonna be greater

Better to be prepared

I really hope we can repair

Instead of stare at another

Care Pack of hope

This a Care Pack of dope

Better to get high

Then ask why the world like this

Or why they don’t like this

I tell you why I’m like this

I’m nice

Coulda sold drugs for a nigga from Vice

Coulda caught slugs from a nigga in the Chi

Coulda OD’d from these drugs getting high

Motherfucker that’s life

Motherfucker I’m nice

God had other plans, man, that’s right

Niggas don’t write anymore but I’m nice

Tell you these decisions that I made in life

Motherfucker I’m nice

Motherfucker that’s