No No
Pac Div Lyrics

I already know I ain't invincible, we in these niggas' scopes
Acknowledging that he is not invincible and is being targeted by enemies.

Mama said the realest ones always got the strength to cope
His mother taught him that the strongest people can handle difficult situations.

Fuck all the fame, we gon' leave the game with our soul
They do not care about fame and want to leave their music career with their integrity intact.

Jedi mind and we ain't never changed, niggas know
They have always stuck to their roots and are known for their consistent style.

That's how the shit'll go, they build you up to back you down
People will hype you up just to tear you down.

Though it's wrong, nigga chain smoking black and milds
Smoking is unhealthy and he knows he shouldn't do it.

Four sips from blacking out, one song from Bill Gatin'
He is close to passing out and is referencing Bill Gates as someone who is wealthy and successful.

Classics in the catalog, niggas still hating
Despite having great music, people still hate on them.

Not from trees but for cheese niggas still hanging
People are still committing crimes to make money.

Lost my heart with my brother but we still praying
He has suffered a great loss but they are still holding onto hope.

Life's a catch 22
Life is full of dilemmas where each option has negative consequences.

Put the spark to my blunt, drown my stress in a brew
He copes with stress by smoking and drinking alcohol.

I ain't Superman
He is not invincible and cannot handle everything.

You ain't Superman
Others are also not invincible.

We start out as tadpoles in mama's tummy
We all start off as small and insignificant.

And come out as assholes always wanting money
As we grow up, we become greedy and want more material possessions.

It's me, myself, and all the ones who love me
He only cares about himself and the people who truly care for him.

Cause when I'm on, they don't want nothing from me
People only want to be around him when he is successful.

Superficial shit be bugging me like
He is bothered by shallow and materialistic things.

All the superficial bitches fucking me right
Girls who only care about his success are sleeping with him.

We make the superficial sound lovely right
The media and society make superficial things seem desirable.

I sell you a dream and you gon' fuck with me right
He is aware of how he can manipulate people's desires.

Is this shit too smart?
He questions whether his music is too intellectual for the audience.

Am I saying too much? Is this shit too art?
He wonders if he is being too abstract in his music.

Is yo bitch that bad?
He questions why people care so much about appearances.

Do you really put on, nigga is that yo car?
He questions why people are so fixated on material possessions.

When that real shit gon' come back home, it's been decades
He is waiting for authenticity to make a comeback.

Sick of this bullshit spreading over the airwaves
He is tired of shallow and meaningless music being promoted.

My head hurting like I'm writing ten essays
He is mentally exhausted from putting so much effort into his music.

My head hurting like I'm fighting ten ese's
He feels like he is fighting an uphill battle.

Eyes hazy, blowing on kush crazy
He is under the influence of marijuana.

Less TV, more books lately, home body
He has been focused on reading and staying at home more.

Flow godly, dreads look crazy
He has a unique and impressive flow.

Niggas think I'm from Da Bush Babees, bars make 'em push daisies
His style is reminiscent of the group Da Bush Babees and his lyrics are powerful.

Alpha, omega, problem and solution
He encompasses everything from beginning to end.

Intro and conclusion, the start and the finish
He covers everything from the beginning to the end.

In a tug-of-war with this art and this business
He is struggling to balance his artistic integrity with the business side of the music industry.

That's why a nigga gotta play it smart with decisions
He needs to make smart decisions in order to achieve success while maintaining his integrity.

Occult symbolism in this art, pay attention
He notices the hidden and profound symbols in the music industry.

Pagan messages, these niggas lost their religions
He sees how religion has been lost in modern music.

They some, false prophets, the rhyme profits
He calls out fake artists who profit off of their false personas.

They evade the truth, confront 'em, they go off topic
Fake artists try to avoid the truth and change the subject.

Don't compare me to these pop objects
He does not want to be compared to shallow pop artists.

You wouldn't compare Fred Segal to Hot Topic
He makes an analogy of himself to Fred Segal (luxury clothing store) and pop artists to Hot Topic (trendy clothing store).

[All braids?] and beats, yep it's called logic
His unique style is a blend of intricate lyrics and beats.

Getting brain from freaks we meet at y'all college, just using raw knowledge
He is bragging about sleeping with girls in college and using his intelligence to persuade them.

Nag Champas, all conscious like Kweli
He references Kwelil, a conscious rapper, and Nag Champas, a brand of incense.

Niggas think I'm Wale, women wanna parlay
People mistake him for Wale, another rapper, and women want to hang out with him.

When I was down and out, ain't nobody wanna call me
No one reached out to him when he was struggling.

See me on my grind, now they all late
Now that he is successful, people are trying to get in his life.

But I ain't no Superman
Despite his success, he is not invincible and has limitations.