Bedmade (Bonus)

[Intro]

I really do this shit

I really do this shit

Yeah

[Verse]

My crib clean, bed made

Shedding’ all this dead weight, said Sage

Something changed since yesterday

And the day before

One day at a time

I watch my blessings soar, oh boy

Man I wave a white flag, no skull and bone hoist

You niggas be swining’ and dining,’ I never touch pork

That’s on my mama

She the one who taught me about generational trauma

Just a mirror, what I see in me I see in mama

Big bro, lil bro, it’s truly such an honor

Estimable acts grants self-esteem partna

Lex told me that

I’m going back to make progress

I ain’t trynna relapse

I am rigorously honest, know I need that

In a thought I place a comma

This the Neverending Story like Atreyu, foul gorge

Shame fester inside when I need to get out more

Inching’ further from the za then smoke a lil outdoor

That was my best thinking

Take a moment, let it sink, my eyes twinkling

Inklings of truth will make distance between who you love and you

The moon above grips me

Navy Blue songs riveting and truthful

It’s hard for me to move on, it takes some getting’ used to

Grief is not your best look

It doesn’t really suit you

Giving back what you took is not the way to move through life

It ain’t right

Nothing is restored

Dismantling your plight will lead you right into your core

True self, truth swells like waves on a shore break

I grew fast and you matured late

They say the speech is ornate, it ain’t

We at war with Jake

Got the Swiss passports imma be gone someday, I can’t wait

I can’t wait

Peace