Lookin round every corner
Where do I begin?
Do you really know who the fuck is yo fuckin' friend?
Convince yourself you not a means to an end
But when they playin Shakespeare in yo car you can't pretend anymore
Yo mama drive it too what you finna do when she get run up wit a tool
Lookin for you and yo "friend"
Possibly pensive keep you from possibilities reckless
Potentials are endless
Yo karma show you how you end
Bullet caps 100% made from lead
Try tellin yo mama why you dead
Tears in her eyes
Wondering if she compromised her child in the hood
Reminiscing 6 years old tuggin at her skirt
Tryna skirt around the hurt but he gon be 6 for good
Tryna skirt around the hurt but he gon be 6 for good
When I go home shit don't feel right
Yay onna key, crack inna pipe
It ain't home if you can't sleep at night
It ain't home if you think might lose ya life
When I go home shit don't feel right
Yay onna key crack inna pipe
It ain't home if you can't sleep at night
It ain't home if you think might lose ya life
Intestines protestin
Intuitive message
Conscious dissention
Self-obtained hell
Recollect on the past
Externalize apprehension
You forgot to mention you played a part as well
So if I'm a product of my thoughts I just gotta do it
But when I accomplish something I attach to it
Detach from fluency
To remain fluid
An instrument whose sole purpose is for the Creators usage
My soles rooted in the soil as I'm reaching toward the firmament
Forever enrolled in University of Life I'm still learnin it
Harvest my fruit the reward is givin it not earnin it
Seeing the permanence all in my soul
Alchemy, Lead into Gold
Transmuting fire from within my 3rd chakra
Belial couldn't even hold a candle to the light, I prosper
When your roots are fixed to this world, you're cast to the wind
When your roots are fixed in Spirit, they deepen