Im tight..
my father breathing like a dragon
The heat you cant imagine
size of flames you couldn't fathom
In my atoms ;
my past lives itching to be free
I live past the last with crooked complacency
in the air..
My hands wave around i dont care
bout despair as i split like a dutch well aware
That they there...
older brother always watching
Controlling the unfolding of events while guns are cocking
for what
Killing put a limp up in they strut
glorified by the lies in the songs that you bump
Now its cool ;
to run around and act like a fool
Sending souls up to heaven pushin faces into stool
most will drool...
Over material and women ;
knives by your spine the inferior ascendin
Im dont spendin ;
my youth tryna court myself a lover..
Im dumpin my affection then they runnin like none other
i discovered ;
I could use the blades in me as weapons
instead i take em out nd show em off to warn my brethren..