Case and point, I summarized my b.s., but p.s., I've just begun to see it regress!..I saw my BDNF increase with BF's and mind-body connectivity- thrive in these festivities, out more in the outdoors, it's never enough, I wanna pop out, but never want to lookout, in my own circle with newbies that think they knew me, it's getting old, but yes, I say so truly, you meet you some characters, coming to play they role with their caricature view of you, and ooh, huh, it's so cute, but too cute, I have an acute sense I can't refuse, it's never going away until I go away first move, being second guessed, do I really have a choice?.. maybe I'm lost cause I lost my own voice.. instead it found a new home, but it was stuck out of luck till two to the dome..it fell apart but it never failed, to make an impression on one's that think they fell off...their interest rose, so the business grows, sticking out like a sore thumb, many come to point to it as being a major influence, may be a hater but tune in, I wanna know this story cause it's growing on me, I'm feeling sorry but I listen so calmly, but strongly, this won't be I, nah, I only know cause I don't deny.

The headline is the deadline said where I'm resting my head, I could be left for dead, and so the comfort of my home is just a prison I construct, especially when bills erupt, trying not to be ****** and backstabbed, the backlash can die fast, a healthy risk to take as long as wealth was just at stake, call me real or call me fake, simply all that you may state, I appreciate it really cause I see it all as hate, I'm a witness when I say I know, I got no interest in this business where they gas these hoes, I'm empty handed, I'm running off that fuel that can never have me stranded, just to cap it off, I had to rap a lot, and so I'm on tour, I can't afford to stop, you'll never catch me at the crossroads on the block brotha, it's blockbuster repetition with a point to prove so I stress it to you, blessings come when you be on the move, nothing left to say, nothing left to do, I think I'll make it to that point when there is nothing to pursue.

Illegally impaired, I legally had tasted the despair of being there, it's fair, I was better than that but didn't care, so why should my well being just dare, to use something carelessly abused, I'll save you the time, stay out of my shoes, until I find I can't live without you, of course apologize, cause I should never doubt you, I'm in no place to judge but I feel I'm facing judgment, cause I don't check that *** when you pass doing nothing, you're lucky that you're not my kid, I don't know what your people did, but I got a bid to put my foot in, I couldn't-stand to see me in you, so it's one on one, come on, me and you, the tools for a healthy deul fools likely a psyche that's highly superficial, exceptions to the rule, I know, black on black crime official and I wish it was a simple way to put it, but I know I couldn't.. I can't tell you bout it, instead I'd rather show you, feels like I'm getting under your skin, I told you.. I feel I'm holding my grudge back, I'm better testifying difficult and exercising principles that clarify the clarity no man can guarantee, cause it was fair to me.

I know that I'm not bulletproof, was only left for dead just a few hours ago, I picked my poison, only brought a knife, not cut enough to cut the sudden script of how I meant it to go, my time perception clearly ****** and just had minutes to know, what I wanted simply can be haunted, conflicts conflicting with reality convicted with the dead man, feeling like I'm buried alive, at the moment when I felt that I could make a calculated return, only slated to burn to just align with the truth.. but that was fine cause it teaches the youth, though I don't want them to shoot, what was in it for them?.. higher chances of not growing my stem, I get em!

The time it took accepting myself, it took some time getting used to you too, I moved through, all the time feeling who's who?, if only you knew, how much I love living anew,  though I had a reset effect, I'm back in ***** mode seeing what's next, told me to settle down so I sang a subtle song saying "*******!, I pray you got the message", cause it can save your life, giving you the peace of mind to apply it and never try me *******, I won't pick a fight but I will wanna fight when you bark you can bite off the homework I did, I hold my purpose sacred so whoever wanna take it gotta live it, never give it, all its business you must pivot on, a chronicle of chronic dedication, I compensate the record with the purpose that I'm making one better with creation, make another great again, but being loyal to my trend, that still ascends.

Catch me if you can, I know I'm going no where fast, so who can last till the end?!, I crossed the line too much, perpetual winner, a self proclaimed perfectionist refusing the title, survival of the fittest truly was my crutch, you tell me such, I'm taking your life and who survives you, not used to saying I'm done, I can't determine when the tournament has simply begun, however, I got some faith that this can be won, waste a one and only killing two birds with one stone, it's a 2 for 1, so now I got twice the chance to single out a countless and habitual duo bringing loopholes, who knows, a way out when laid out senseless, I tried my best under duress but stress less please!, it's burning the daylight, and nights, are darker than they ever been, it seems that these full moons never end, I feel I'm howling, so no one can understand I'm drowning.

Searching for a healthy mind frame, your mentality was hooked on a fattened fantasy that is laughing at our family, I got news for ya, break your back about it; and see your paralyzed, to ever getting anything done, I find it funny how I never lost mine though, but just to let myself grow, I would call it false hope.. my hope in this reality that's never given back to me, I'm shocked, and rocked out my cradle, call me babyface; I knew that name would ring one day, judging how I always tend to think that way, exposed to this life, you better get- comfortable with it, admit it fore it get repetitive to be a critic, only a member shall attest, that it kills the vibe of the tribes that we vibe with, they about to make us go to war, I can't believe this but I feed in the feeling, it's stealing all my peace, so one wouldn't hurt, it worked so I'm free!, so don't blame me for the tore up blocks and wore down shops, you better watch your mouth, it demands respect, and we as a community, we teach the youth to keep a piece before there's unity, as you can see, the class is in session, so don't you interrupt what we've been stressing, keep ya head up, always keep your gat tight, learn to sense the scent of fools who don't act right.