It appears that I need to get that thing by my side like obi wan kenobi
All these niggas hella forceful like they obi wan ki-know me
Gettin my just desserts like you owe me one cannoli
I live wholly for my homies
I speak holy when I blow leaf
When I’m mopey I dissoci
Ate my feelings trouble coping
I am bloated now my woes hang down off my torso, moreso I think I be hungry for a morsel
and there’s always one I’m fortunate?
Skin ain’t even porcelain
But I walk the streets with no Zimmerman
Timberin children of my kindred skin
Around me
Every day I realize I’m living so profoundly
Got no fear of the streets
Cause I’m here makin Beats
But one day they gon revolt
They’ll be knocking down the do’
Why you in here watchin that Haikyuu
Instead of patchin up the boat?
Steady scavenging for hope
Don’t mistake me for no punk
I’m just critical
I won’t leave you like the eastern front
niggas know that I’m…here for you…