tryna get the lingo, all of it could make sense 'xcept for with the fake kids, thinkin' they know me now, drinkin' on the green flow, kept me super patient i been mad complacent, throwing the old me out alphabet's a playground, sound is just my vessel past is something let go, she don't think i'm special don't think i could change? thanks for motivation i'll blast it out the speakers, like the brains of mlk, rest in peace and yet we're still dealing with slaves, reverb and delay helps ease some of the pain when my past tends to reverberate in a way i don't appreciate free bird since 18 and i graduated free bird since 18 and i graduated school was full of snakes, really they just agitated only good thing outta that are the mates and the few lessons learned from my class of homosapiens but who's really there when the bear attacks? who's tryna steer when the car gets gassed? who's gonna face their fears when the fare for the cab is more than you thought, might cost getting capped? who be tryna share when the law got you crashin' far from your pad? let's talk about that

being high ain't nothin' we be fly above it they keep their eyes covered must be key to hiding sufferin' see the sky clear it's all black, the only blue is from our ideas it never mattered what's your hue, the crew right here stop the news, i'm tryna clear my mind like this wide bowl see my eyes shown on the widescreen, the satellite's glow got my mind screaming, switch to 45, please can't even escape the fakeness away from the tv the media's on every street, i'm cleaning up with p-tree the lyrics tucked til release, keeping feelings stuffed ain't easy so we be fly above it being i ain't nothing i still feel like a kid just with more years over which to feel nostalgic and blunt as a bat, honest niggas have fun with that if peace ain't a part of your plans, i can't make you understand my image out my hands i just want a fan by my side if no one else, i got myself can't plan on other lives, just wish well, get or give help damn i'm alive, and sometimes i can't tell why figured that's a blessing, one life to decide time in the end, the sunlight don't depend on i when i die, least those who condemned will never mind just like that, i often feel like every second's bright no matter what you try, even when i say i hate myself, it's 'cause i wanna love so i know i do, mistakes can't be the line i can't try to redefine my face, how can natural lie

Choking up from the potent, or is it loneliness I tried to face all my phobias lo and behold, it was erroneous I damn near fell off of my post almost ghosted before this track oh how tragic that would’ve been "I have to blend in" I thought but my homie that passed is who taught me to outlast blast loud speakers and heat up the gas, if it’s loud chief it if it’s not and it’s weak then take that pot back got no time for spotty bags I gotta get ashed if I’m not trashed, I ain’t popping no tags or flag dragging, I’m tryna make this here brag rap, I won’t attack if I don’t have to, so don’t ask for that, Inhale for elevation, inspired by acid rap, plastic this, sarcastic that if I gave half a shit, I’d be awfully sad but I guess I’m just off of that path I’m blessed with a dog and a pad as a matter of fact, I got mad buttons to mash on you can check that on Amazon, Apple Music, Spotify or anything you turn your fucking channel on I’m more than hard to get a fucking handle on but you can watch me make 12 tapes annually homie I just want the cash, no it doesn't last I just want a bae, no it doesn't last Tryna love my taste, no it doesn't last Tryna fuck the hate, no it doesn't last Tryna celebrate, no it doesn't last Tryna celebrate, I know it doesn't last

beat me up with words? haha, thank you i popped, they blew me they salty and screw-faced, i got a new taste this year and it includes a few flavors first tastebuds, i'm sticking to just bud fuck the other drugs, i don't need your hugs that's number two, i can pass on you. number three, i be making beats, slicing and writing verses, except we actually release 8 years passed, not even a peep came out now i'm loud as fuck and you're in the crowd, shoutin' "what??" i can't even hear, my hands too busy working on miracles, nothing satirical here i'm a few tiers up now you crying tears? i don't give a fuck now these the years for us now nothing changes but the changes. we need more presence than Christmas, when i was a younger legend i wasn't gifted, until i stuck to my instincts y'all were stuck into clique's drama but i myself was by myself ask my exes, ask my exes still cared what niggas thought now i got no incentive high school will never be the best of my sessions but yes they were lessons i guess i had to have left him and her, the feeling burns, but it's clearly sure dealing with the 2020s. tired of these niggas, tryna get a picture of me. to get to know me, thing is really i'm a movie i'm flipping over the leaf for sun on both sides my idea of black business is minding mine i just wish the mission was getting rich since '99 but i was way too young to see through lies now i'm scraping up the paper tryna say some stuff relatable paper cuts from mates' memoirs they're souvenirs on my arm i'm hard to charm, i just may think you mean harm if you're not tryna squad on a lawn, while doing nothing at all not tryna waste my art, your mere presence makes my heart fear and deception breaks my heart but not my brain so i got all the parts for reparation everything can make sense, if you just have patience as they say, nothing changes but the changes

Sometimes I get so anxious Looking at the empty spaces on the pages Unfinished work but maybe i kinda like it that way Not everything has to be finished After all, when I am here, it is my choice to decide whether it is Don't know my plan when I draw it I guess that's okay, but it still makes me nervous