[Produced By Benji Socrates]
[Yo Yo, ugh...check; yea yea]
Smoking to cope with sh**
Man I got it from my papa switch the plant no cigarette carcinogens in liver, lungs or kidneys only marijuana wit no fronto
Thinking bout my future will I live to see tomorrow better yet finish my days
Afro pick filled wit grays cuz that anxiety a b**h but I'll be better yesterday
That's one step closer to reversing this f**ing curse its regression but im open to travel all the way backwards
A time when my frustration was only focused on mastering how to make up my bed it was a simple way of living
Now I'm worried bout if my homie's doing the k**ings I rather just stay inside Im just afraid of what I should say Speaking on solutions no n***a would like to hear but just listen open your ear
I wrote this sacred verse resonated in atmospheres holy holy the pastor's here ceremonies its out the stratosphere, twisting the capsule clear
Opening vocals taking pictures like photos I put my foes in choke holds and tie em up and I feed em Rolos
Quite sadistic but I'm painting an image I reach a different state of mind when I be writing these feelings
I mean I feel like a villain But yo I Mean im just chillen
I mean brought out Zy for a verse cuz that n***a be spittin I be supporting all my neighbors got it tatted in favor of this community
Peep....