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