Started with a question I ain't have a answer to while busy ducking padded rooms and looking back so much ain't see the wall he bouta slam into not used to doin what he want just doin what he got to do not the best looker not the most bright not the toughest nigga but he will fight not the best shot but the single best rapper you ever heard in yo... man I put that on my life I'd rather medicate wit a flask 10 days in confinement stepped out smell the rain through the mask petrichor life is funny sometimes I forget to laugh mi amour do you love me sometimes I forget to ask
I could find the beauty wherever you hide it my biggest problem is that I don't know my fuckin problem toe the line between living and survival dying and revival it's levels to this shit and both sides getting fried crossing up the wires like fifteens in the trunk walls shaking in my mind baby I'm going on a airplane and I don't know when I'll be back again sure enough I bought the plane ticket them thoughts became skittish them thoughts became vivid them them thoughts became physical haunting me all my days like yesterday in November disguising the pain nigga it pour when it rain 6 month winter became torture horizon in Hollywood was gorgeous wooden porches burglar bar doors enforcers in the drawer with just enough ammo to send a warning get em off ya how the hell you get culture shock at a fat burger ghetto shit act rich ima fast learner back swerving that toy car my bought pull a thot boink twice then you boycott need a bitch to nazi me for my Deutschmark2 boy stop I need the foyer wit the koi pond


Wake up time to smell the rain