God Is Love
B.L.T. Lyrics

God is gracious, God is good
Acknowledging the goodness and grace of God

I thank God I made it out the hood
Grateful for being able to escape a difficult upbringing

Misguided, misunderstood
Feeling lost and not fully understood

Eyes red like riding hood
Appearing tired or weary

Though around my hood, I prolly don't get the hoorah I should
Not receiving the recognition that may be expected in the local community

'Cause I don't sound as Atlanta, I don't sound as hood
Not conforming to the typical Atlanta sound or style

I don't sound as gutter, I wasn't around the crooks
Not having grown up in a dangerous or criminal environment

I should write a book, call it anti-social
Humorously suggesting the idea of writing a book about being introverted

Circle so small that the shit's a oval
Having a very small and close group of friends

I don't know I guess I'm not as soulful
Feeling self-doubt regarding musical talent

I don't know I guess I'm not as local
Feeling disconnected from local community

I don't know I guess I'm way too boastful
Acknowledging a tendency towards arrogance or boasting

All these shows, man I'm way too global
Feeling successful on a larger scale outside of local community

Trusting these hoes man, I'm way to hopeful
Acknowledging a history of trusting people too easily

Speaking my mind man I'm way to vocal
Being unafraid to express opinions or beliefs

And I'm way too loco
Joking about being a little crazy

And it's crazy how niggas could see their self
Noticing how others may see themselves in one's success

When they look at you and believe their self
Others believing their own potential through observing one's success

In the ring you the people's champ
Being overwhelmingly popular and well-regarded by an audience

So they see them rings and they see them belts
Others may be impressed or envious of material success

Now you done bossed up
Achieving a level of success

But y'all could see it your self
Realizing and owning one's own success

Changed up, you need to be your self
Encouraging authenticity and staying true to oneself

Whatever the fuck that is
Emphasizing the importance of self-discovery and individuality

And fuck this rap shit
Expressing frustration or discontent with the rap industry

Whatever the fuck that is
Continuing to emphasize the importance of individuality and self-discovery in the face of challenges

It's more to Atlanta than just being a dumb black nigga
Defying stereotypes of black people from Atlanta

And a slum black kid
Recognizing the challenges of growing up in a difficult area

It's more to Atlanta than just being a conscious rapper
Rejecting the idea that being a conscious rapper is the only way to represent Atlanta

With some content on a compact disc, in a backpack
Rejecting the notion of backpack rappers being the only authentic voices in rap

With some nappy ass hair just so you could feel more black
Rejecting the idea that one's hair determines one's blackness

Fuck it i'm back, Bobby Ray bounce
Returning to one's roots and striving for authenticity

See I was just the average Joe
Reflecting on humbler beginnings

I could'a have a average job
Acknowledging alternative career paths

Was hungry and I wanted more
Ambitious and motivated to succeed

But back then I had it all
Remembering the value of the simpler times

Before I drove the fancy cars
Growing beyond materialism

Before I smoked with all the stars
Reflecting on the ways in which success changes people and experiences

My family ain't gon never starve
Prioritizing family and providing for loved ones

Back then they didn't want me
Remembering a lack of support or recognition in the past

Now I'm on they still phony
Noticing fake or insincere behavior from those who previously didn't support or recognize one's talent

Fake cool, fake dudes, fake beefing
Calling out inauthentic behavior

They still cloning
Observing how others try to copy or emulate one's style

And I'm still lonely, they be taking shots at the big homey
Feeling the effects of success and pressure

You still lonely up top
Acknowledging the isolation that comes with success

And the only friend that I got
Seemingly having few true friends in the music industry

They say they sleeping on me
Hearing criticism or lack of support despite success

It's a bunch of undercovers, undercover cops
Suggesting that people may be secretly working against one's success or interests

Undercover brothers ummm
Playing with the idea of secret enemies

I ain't one to judged ya, I'm just saying it's a lot
Non-judgmentally pointing out the presence of hidden agendas or motives

Of niggas covered up behind the color and the choppa
Noting how the appearance of violence or bravado may be used to hide ulterior motives or insecurities

True colors represent the loud boy
The loudest or most boastful people may have something to hide

Niggas know that are not a mobster
People can see through fake or exaggerated portrayals of toughness

Only rich you see is the center block boy
Rejecting the superficial idea of wealth and success

Writing fiction but you not a Author
Calling out inauthenticity in music

Looking left stiffing up your posture
Observing how others may try to appear tough or cool

Wait, I'm getting off of topic
Recognizing a digression from the intended topic of discussion

Got a label we don't claim a genre bitch
Rejecting the idea of conforming to a specific genre or style in music

'Cause It ain't a genre
Rejecting the entire concept of genres in music

Whole roster chalk full of rastas
Having a diverse community of musicians

I been medicating so much lately
Acknowledging the use of substances to cope with stress or pressure

Every day I got a different doctor, God damn
Humorously referring to the variety of drugs and doctors one may encounter in the music industry