So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
My life is
Moving vertical
Spiritually I been
Hurting though
Caught myself
A prophecy
Heavy heart
But I'm certain though
These niggas
Claim they know me
Til they know me
Took my talents
From my homeys
Cause they thought
They had a hold
Of me
Pushing me
Pussy route
Nigga please
With the ovaries
Over these
Muthafuckas
Tryna keep me
Out my lane
While still
Exploring me
Living for others
While dying for me
An oxy
While sipping liquor
And smoking weed
Vices that caught
A hold of me
Therapeutic
Yet stupid
When children ask me
The issues
My sons should
See me in prayer mode
Not vice mode
Survival mode
Fuck it
Got a license
To teach
License to preach
Nope
Yet the preacher
Inside of me
Gotta let him go
Give you stories
And parables
Bout my past life
And how my past
Affects my present
Had to gift you twice
Far as the future goes
Mask off
Sensational
Everything is personal
Doubt me now
It's a handful
I threw the list away
The scroll was heavy
On my brain
And put the focus
On the chosen few
Who knew my life
Was making way
Belief within myself
Belief within my faith
Belief within my energy
That's caught
Between
My talents and
A hard place
So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal
So personal
Everything is personal