I write so many songs half of them will never see the light a day...
It's like all of sudden I don't feel like right away this gotta come out or I might just fade...
Watching my words. cause when my inner disturbed I make this mic a blade...
Still Hungry but the music sounding microwaved... poison in the veins...
The syringe came from cyberspace...
People complain that I don't post enough and let em closer...
My free times spent in parking I outside a Bosa donuts...
And chocolate covered treats - that lead to coma.
Thanks Be to God - we got a blood donor...
I let the beat... Slap like It's a bug on it...
Tired of trying to find my way in (wayan) let me sub for marlon...
I'll come around just need couple mornings... free of stresses of the day...
I got customers calling... at 5 am... after I pray they need stuff to New Orleans...
I kiss my wife up on the face and busy I'm all in...
Shut up Dream
Shut up Pray
2 am wide awake can't sleep... mind on some things like I can't change last week...
Last paycheck already gone... please don't ask me... what we spent it on...
Cause I don't got capacity... to put your questions in my schedule...
It's already full... it's only Sunday...
I only know to Go Hard my city had a lot of one ways...
I've been praying one day... I'll see the bigger picture...
Why he picked he picked me from that JFK runway...
Wait my life been saved... by the son not the one that's on my license plate...
I've been chasing all the stars in the lights on stage...
See without Him I'd be nothing you could white the page...
I see this life in phases it's all seasons... I just hate the in the between ones...
Sometimes it feels like I'm just dreams run... and fly like the bird in the maya poem...
But growing dead to myself... homie my condelence...