Woah.... i was not ready💯🔥 Since my birth its been my first wish See me looking high and low for a purpose Everyone watching while he searches Tend to get discouraged When it emerges Rose from the concrete They'll wonder how he's flourished This just a wave of emotion in this ocean And they can't see past the surface Been both a heathen creepin and reverend preachin To the churches Sinning just to come up with hymns and verses Mixin' good times with omens and curses I'm just a human Tryna fill my lust and urges
Man to man, I been on that Since as tall as a hi-hat, this is potluck vibes Bring the staples and a church hat Just heard summ' that stopped me in my tracks We cut it up like friendly neighbors We the dilemma, Right now you could call me Seymour Really livin' by my name, reallly tapped in a flow state, really gave em' lil taste Record store peruses turn to ransacks So long in the bag, why tan salons was made Hand to hand kindness Might resort ti deadly force Cake on my face cuz Snacks that smile back get me everytime Sealin' deals like rubber maid Im aint hard to navigate Find me in the arts section Doomsday comes not long after leavin study rooms
