Life get bumpy like them Bissonnet roads
Had to learn not to fuck with them Bissonnet hoes
My whole life is a fork in a road
Don't tell me how to chew
You been spoon fed from the go
I'm too ahead if I go, 1 year back
I'm still 5x ahead where your crew is hoping to rome
I been scoping at Rome
Or maybe even Sicily
They don't know it yet but they goin' love me out in Italy
Don't ever dare pity me, But I been put through shit
Sleeping in the gutters
Phone calls from my mother
Asking when she goin see me
It's been weeks and all she do is wonder
If ima make it out where I'm at
I tell her I been stuck it's no wonder I'm feeling stagnant
Walk around with this backpack
Filled with scraps of rhymes
Just wrote another 16 that ima scrap cus I
Just don't see it panning out and in time
I'm feeling like fuck
I might as well give it up
But this music got me feenin' like an addict
You don't even know
How it feel to go through withdrawals of not rapping
I spent my whole life writing out my story
Hoping it's goin' reach the masses
And I been sleeping in a coffin
Cus I'm at the point where I ain't catching no Z's
Until I make it overseas
And if I don't then God help me please
Cus ima die 'bout this grind
No weak in me no 24/5
Really 24/7
My only day off comes when my arms folded on top of my chest
And my soul in heaven
I can't let another moment pass by
Where I'm not hustling till I die
My angst to be Top 5 dead or alive compulsive
I swear I'm stuck in over drive
I broke the clutch, the throttle
The moment I fold I done let down myself
My people but mostly
Allah Subhannau wa ta' ala
He told me send a message to the world
And voila like magic
The changes I done made
I swear this music my only chance to save the world from flames
And so I keep one eye on all that's burning
While the other eye on this Newport that's irking
Me to light it
A master of self destruction
I can't let Nathalia in and
All she wanna do is catapult me
And all I wanna do is put a halt to my thoughts
Lock away and put my heart in a box
I been fucked over
So much I just use it as another chance to not be sober
Tryna kick this addiction
Of chain smoking these ciggys to filters
And kick this addiction
Of speaking my mind when I shoulda just zipped it
I came from flippin' these zips and hittin' licks
To where I'm at in this instant
And that's broke as fuck
I ain't a killer but I swear you better shut the fuck up
Cus lately I been so stressed
I swear that I can feel it in my chest for me to finally lose the pain
I fade away so you can't reach me through a call or even text
I'm Gone Again