Double Entendre - J. Cole

On the song Dollar and a Dream II from the Warm-Up Cole manged to put together a metaphor that it took me a bit to decipher. The first two verses are dope but they are straightforward in their point. It is the last verse where young Simba gets a little clever.

Not bad young, man not bad at all. However since he signed with a major label we can look forward to less of this and more of the B.S...nice job president Carter (smh). 

Anyway, as I sit and face impending calls from a person who played a similar role in my life I can certainly relate. 


Read and listen to the whole song but really LISTEN to the third verse. BTW, the ad libs are priceless!








I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
Everything aint what it seems
Niggas hatin’ but I love them even though they trynna scheme
But I'm past that, a niggas stock is rising like the Nasdaq
They say I’m the future but yet I’m giving niggas flashbacks
Of better days, when you aint have to settle for whatever played
I represent the struggle nigga I say what they never say
Whenever they, spit that bullshit they spittin, this that pul-pit I’m hittin niggas with the gospel
Hostile with them hoes, I got a dolla in my pocket, plus a dream
Yea you laughing my nigga but everything aint what it seems
What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe
On that hard white, I’ll tell you what them scars like
I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail
Tired of sifting through my mail I feel like Cartwright, Bills
For real, a nigga ill
Just let me do the talking man I know how niggas feel


I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
Everything aint what it seems


I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
Everything aint what it seems
Every lady aint no hoe, and every bitch aint no queen
Every nigga aint no dog, and every nigga aint no king
Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything
Every nigga can't dunk, so white man can jump
They shooting niggas fo’ they even tell em put their hands up!
Crooked cops, got a nigga scared to drive probably thinking that I’m slanging man I see it in their eyes
But inside of my pocket is a dolla plus a dream
Yea you swear your girl is faithful everything aint what it seems
See I seen how she glance and look away like she want it
I aint saying imma fuck her but I could if I wanted
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worst
I bet if I was to hit it man, I wouldn’t be the first
This is church, this is gospel
Spit it like I get from the Bible, for your survival


I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
Everything aint what it seems


Ay, Sallie, I know I aint been answering your calls, but shit, let me explain
It's because times been hard, been runnin around trynna find a job
I hear my phone ringing in the morning, 9 o’clock
And it's you...can't even front I press ignore
I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer
You telling me about all the things you did for me
When I was broke, you sent me dough and that was big for me
See you was there every year when I needed you,
And you were so quick to give I had to be with you
Remember when I used to call you on your phone line
I knew it was official when my momma cosigned
But in no time, a nigga graduated
I hit the real world, baby girl I'm sad to say it
But I was using you, you gave a nigga major stacks
And I know in my heart one day that Im gonna pay you back