Just a black man from the raq
Just a black man chasing checks
Keep pushing til its nothing left
Psychedelics calming down my stress
Gotta tidy up my life its a mess
If I died today man I tried my best
On the road to success without a map
Got lost a few times lost my step
But it wasn't for nothing it was preparation
Every day getting older I'm lacking patience
Smoking alone a whole blunt is im facing
Demons in my head having a whole conversation
They make me feel down, they make me lack motivation
An ongoing fight with a bit of meditation
A little Taylor port yeah a slight sedation
Atrip while tripping thats a nice vacation

Man the way that I write I'm a beast with it
The way that I am I made peace with it
Late night riding in the streets
Riding around smoking on a B
Riding around listening to beats
Riding round yeah it just me

Took a lil break now I'm back
Like I said working on skills I lack
A couple a mill yeah I need that
Yall knew the old me the new me yall ain't met
Been dope since before me and Drucy dropped no flex
How they do me when I shine they gone wish they ain't left
After paper not talking white loose leaf but that green
Way the treated call me average cause I'm mean
Extremely cautious since all the shit I seen
A great profit is all I really need
Hit the dispensary and buy a ounce of some weed
And smoke it all up in a about a week
That shit calm me down release anxiety
Bread winner of the fam is all I really see
I put my trust in em well damn that's silly me
But that's all behind me I'm on to better things

Man the way that I write I'm a beast with it
The way that I am I made peace with it
Late night riding in the streets
Riding around smoking on a B
Riding around listening to beats
Riding round yeah it just me