Mama said it be days like this it be days like this mama said as mama slaved I watch world rotate slowly awake for days sharp pain shot through my corneas on the blade I pray you never know my empathy hyper vigilant energy or the personal universes invaded the fuck is it gone take they say you only gotta be right once in yo days my lines pungent with pain digging deeper and deeper the rpm in my brain was sluggish maybe I’m tired I’m tired of living under my greatness lord another rapper feelin omitted aww he from the hood too go figure blah like we ain’t heard this one befo it feelin more like a two week notice then writing songs

I took a ride yesterday and saw tomorrow’s yesterday time ain’t on my side play this for my dawg hiding from my age a lotta shit on my mind time and time again my time wasted

And while flirting wit the notion of retiring wit a broke back at 65 years old and not from only rap could be the best kept secret took to the grave regret can follow me close while I’m coasting through borrowed days like somebody that I know too well we share more than a story more like the flesh and the coursing blood without saying too pointedly mama co collaborater if I’m stunting like my daddy shit is too uncanny to be concealed I love you like a sun love a father you placed the burden on me while venting when it was way too much to digest I could process shame in kindergarten and today I feel it weighing on my conscious 50 shades of trauma


I took a ride yesterday and saw tomorrow’s yesterday time ain’t on my side play this for my dawg hiding from my age a lotta shit on my mind time and time again my time wasted