Se7en

Smoking out my lungs, gon bet the time Cold like the woods, when im off of the pine Keep streching keep working im used to the ground Im getting whats mine one take at the time Feeling so rare like the planets align Fuck all your feelings like hitting decline The feeling of some master desire Of reminding myself my state of mine Maybe im trippin or maybe im fine Maybe i leave it or maybe i die Questions of why they doubted my kind Im smoking this kanye, wondering i Feeling so focus, im feeling so high Blurry my vision let me clarify Person of interest i tell you goodbye Keep wet em up, like they all colline Im fucking em up if they step out the line Waiting and implying to occupy My momment of time to switch up their side We nothing to hide, no feelings collide I won't no rest, until they all horrified I won't stop until they know me world wide Check on my status im both qualified My name on the street i been certified Where do you go where you dont love you no more Where do you stop if you started before Intensions to grow, make sure in my flow Allow me to show em and sit on my throne