Fly Pain

[Intro] Yeah, you know Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Wavy Boy Smith] It's funny how [?] and clouds redifine the times I kick back and analyze, read between the lines Became a mastermind, when I mastered mine Now a artist, half a song [?], it’s hard to find Raised in the [?] dawg, I been outside Pandemic or plandemic, dawg, I'm still outside Even when the world stopped us, still kept grinding Saw the ups and the chaos, guess its God's timing Me and [?], like [?] tails, [?] Collecting all these coins while we rap [?] on the [?] Vile verbes and similes, make you feel the pain like a ghetto yute [?] the dog off, and [?] All these blessings you’re giving me, hope your father's forgiving me