Limit handshakes — ain't tryna catch a co...
(Kraken, nigga)
Vid of my recent dealings on center stage
Within the winter... cold
Shit gettin' old...
Mortality is a tragedy — my perspective
You don't share it, but it's set in stone
It's probably 'cause your view is misconstrued as fan
But to me? I'm tired, need my room, fasho...
Is it motions for you?
Is it kosher just to throw a bottle on a stage
And make me dance like I'm Geppetto?
Guess you feelin' noble — or probably a lil' social
But step on stage
And a crater blown on your face is a poem
Or prolly lawsuit
12 followers...
Follow rule without some context
Is gon' confess that I'm horrible... deplorable
Chasin' chicken —
Our history need some better food
But love the grease that sparkle on my fingertip
If it's the plight? I'm hungry
Niggas into some dyin' young — affordable
Runnin' this course, puntin' this point of view
That make my momma fearful...
Her son a heathen and heaven too
But if you ever knew the residue I chose to champion
A gun to my temple — this life is restitute
BOOM...
From the project, to bulletproof
If it glisten — don't pay it mind
It's shining from the roof
Careful which room you step into
From the titty to the tomb
It's okay, my nigga — this blood immortalized (why?)
We climbin' through the roof
We climbin' through the... roof
I made it out the bottom of the marshes
With a few wins, a few losses
I gotta get mine regardless, nigga
That top spot is straight lawless
I'm climbin' up from where I've fallen
Tryna get back — 'cause life ain't like a box of chocolates
That shit is spoiled rotten — straight toxic
I poisoned my garden
Let's take 'em back where it all started
I planted the seeds and watched 'em blossom
Now look at all we've accomplished, right?
But friends turn to foes
When the wounds get exposed
And the wolves on the hunt are too busy talkin'...
So I proceed to drift away
I'm climbin' up out of that space
I take it day by day
A few wins, a few losses
Ten toes, good posture
I was out in Phoenix with my pops
And I tossed his ass in a mosh pit
Showed him this shit is possible
Que sera, sera
At 21, I lost it all
I tried my best to find a message in a bottle
I found myself in a place
Where I don't recognize my face
Facing monsters, feelin' heartless
A couple wins & more losses
November 19th, 2019 —
The pigs put my real big homie in a coffin...
I'm still climbin' out of that darkness
Just candles in the sun
Still tryna process all the damage that it's done
But I was busy on the road
Chasing temporary goals
But look at how far we've come...
A few wins, a few losses from the jump
I'm still climbing up...
From the project, to bulletproof
If it glisten — don't pay it mind
It's shining from the roof
Careful which room you step into
From the titty to the tomb
It's okay, my nigga — this blood immortalized (why?)
We climbin' through the roof
We climbin' through the... roof
