For niggas who hate police yall sure do love policing niggas Up all night till the dim light of the screen burns through the retinas Flies staking claim to every rotting apple core Bore through the gore to assimilate into more than what your local fungi can break down in order to start again You don’t have to break down in order to start again Just be sure to cast the spells relevant to your causes and please do be specific Uncertain footing in times of derision can certainly scar the soul Par for the course I shrug my shoulders and shoulder the weight of the world plus responsibility Uncle Ben prophetics never speak on capability It’s just assumed that you would find this hidey-hole familiar Worshipping false dogs as gods at the top of the sky pillar until late in the evening You followed footsteps I’d lost faith in leaving Chicken got that lemon pepper seasoning when I made my way back home from the Throne at the Throat of the World And the poison settles in my gut to let me know I’ve done enough Work hard, be kind, do good, play smart, find love and make her cum with all my heart