Do I wanna get away
Or do I just wanna save face/
Incepted love
Trust, was cool when I just wanna fuck/
An I guess when it’s we up/
Potheads, that stay weeded/
Cold heart
Needed suttin to heat us/
And jesus
With no muse, theres no art/
No Mozart, guess I’m Poe'/
An in the meantime its vital my eyes low/
So I struggle, why offer a rebuttal/ for fuck you
When the only one u wanted to care doesn't trust you/
New year, old fears/
Oh yeah still there
Cocky nigga but I’m being sincere/
Think fast can’t like a chick with a quick past/
No past means I think that it won’t last/
Can’t relate so I masquerade/
An do my task today n smoke the other half away/
Product of my environment/
Yeah I got ghetto ways an I feel fucked up if I’m hiding it!/
You love me for me’ no ?
So r.i.p to the hero that only he knows/
Only coming out now when I see foes/
They see marry /
But I like to vary anything else quite scary/
See right through me, love, fuck, fuck get bored n lose me/
Use me
Cause truly I’m resourceful
They said they never do this I had I whoresful/
Feeling awful drinking, driving, Brandy Norwood/
Wondering how this whore could/
But I’m used to it, cause they hood/
Tryna survive so they do as they should/
But I ain't see her as a target/
Pardon my pausing cause you'll never find smile appalling/
Face down as I was falling/
I lived life for years with no caution/
Ignoring fore-warnings of mourning/
Heartache in the morning/
An I’m feeling resigned in the night/
It’s the end of my life/
End of the road n I sent the shit shikes /
And I hoped that they liked it /
A belief that this life of mine is still enticing /
Or god damn I'll have to start grinding /
No longer smoking weed, rapping, and unwinding/
I look to past n I'm find
I get better every time I'm told no/
I'm really too young to have this old soul/
So I pop pills fuck hard go so so/
But I really smoke weed relax n spazz on that on ass /
Sharing girls passion and passing /
I smoke weed till I crash n that's it /
Numb to a past a lasting /
Divided his-self into factions /
Mind vs heart n the opinions of the sheeple/
Can't remember not living illegal /
I used my pain numbed by weed as my vehicle /
Yet I'm still asking myself what do they see in you/
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