Sin see-er
To be sincere
I sincerely doubt
That I won't sin here
Since here
Is the same sphere
That bred all the fear
That I felt last year
It's hard
to walk these parts
They heart so dark
That They laugh at God
Oh Lord!
Astaghfar Allah!
Some trap out the yard
Some on blocks moving hard
Pitch a Ball (8ball) in the dark
Hit it right out the park
some foes come to fight
Some come just to bark
Either way you get diced down
To size
We de-sensitized
When eyes on the prize
Lost lives to mob ties
Police and hunger
Hold tight and flow like
The mummies from tha
Past-told me mash
On they ass for payback
Trap intel in hell
To help find your way back
Can't stop won't stop
Been at it since way back
It's taken me a minute but I'm glad I'm here
Stuck on this journey I'm trying to battle fear
Enough nights I spent holding back shedding tears
Play it off nonchalant, so cavalier
Witnessed a whole lot under the stratosphere
Some of it made me colder like sinuses
Some of it made me stronger like callisthenics
Now I'm ten toes down til I get callouses
And to be very honest
I would cry but my eyes dried up puffin sinsemillia
Dreaming of cheese like Reggio Emilia
If you don't know about the team get familiar
Make a bet on this side and make a million
I'm only trying to prevail over the failures that I've come across
Save me some of the Baileys and the Jameson
I've been HufflePuffin like I'm mothafuckin Dumbledore
Lately I been needing a couple drinks in me to write a song
Pouring some
Lil nigga with this notepad used to love to write and rap a lot
Trap a lot bad aroma from stirring the crack in pots
Stack a lot
Hanukkah for fiends they tell us mazel tov
Serious as the holocaust the final form Kakarot
Ima Super sayin being
Used to play with demons
These evil creatures with features resemble scares I'm dreaming
Do I care for the feelings
Man they just change by the evening
I don't understand the situations don't care for the reasons
We sinned plenty in this sin city
Sip henny spark this fat spliffy tryna calm my mind quickly
Millionaire dreams from this red penny
Overloaded tryna clear my mind before my mind kill me
Walking paradox conflicted in my own decisions
Man I hate this world but love my life n its worst conditions
I'm a criminal according to the feds description
No prescriptions for poverty in this life we living
I'm sincere
My pen steers
Right left I'm tryna write my thoughts clear
