Reincarnated as a curse, once I made my way into the broken earth
A ***** capsule, pain through breakthroughs,
And plateaus mama I hear you, talking to ,
Me while,you was in gestation a manifestion,
Christ like, my words like Albert Pike,
Soon to spike, from the moonshine that bites,
Into my mentality, entered into another reality
Pacing, at a duality, evil vs good and vice versa,
Light circling around me, like
halos
Angels in the outfield feel, like Nas feel,
Let my words heal anything I
said it's real,
I bring life from death, air to breathe,
Carefully position my steps, stomping
On the devil's ground, though I'm crowned,
With mental thorns, my soul torn in the storm,
Fighting the weakeness from within',
With a bottle of gin, to.tackle my sins,
Lord forgive me for my waging, I'm paging,
Home early I see the lights, it's gods army coming to swarm me, yeah
Hook:
I stay drunk to myself, cruising the streets, in my girls jeeps,
Watching over the weeps, see the evil that peeps,
Silence the weak, as death makes it peaks,
I just let the liquor speak,
To myself...X2
Huh a braille man showed me the world,
Said my eyes, was closed even though,
I was seeing, what was this i was believing,
Receiving, nothing but fake blessing
Family's stressing and I'mstill stretching,
My nerves pass shell shocked, my words locked,
In all caps, I'm tombstone bound destined to drown,
I'll accept my destiny, for punishment
Of society, wise men like me, see the penitentiary
Or the cemetery, knew my goal before
I touched earth, knew I wouldn't worth,
Amounts to nothing, soon as I unbuttoned,
Expose the worlds flesh this ain't a test,
I'm hooked to the boozes crest, lay in between
My woman's breast, so I can better manifest,
My universal thoughts, everything I thought,
Was real was an illusion, see the cold fusion,
Tryna break the evil, within the Constitution
But most ain't using, too steadily cruisin,
Tryna cop wins, but I'm still loosing,
I stay drunk to myself, cruising the streets, in my girls jeeps,
Watching over the weeps, see the evil that peeps,
Silence the weak, as death makes it peaks,
I just let the liquor speak,
To myself...X2
Now that the liquor done settled in,
I see the spirits closing in,
To relieve me of my sins, I'm still struggling,
Everyday, hustling no not the Rick Ross way,
I stay with AKs, every year of my birth day,
I write a mental note to the sun dieties,
I know they smiling up, or down at me,
Depends on where you stand on the Earth's axis,
Feelin' Jackson, these demons won't leave me alone,
As I add another chapter to my tome, regained my throne,
Hip hops far from gone same tune different songs,
I spit for pleasures and pains brains to migraines,
Growing insane, I'm everywhere you stare
Followed, closely as to shadows, I battle,
Comfortable newjacks, break through stats
Imagine that, me spitting bars that's wack,
Only focused on facts, not fantasy tracks,
My words is wise, blessing in disguise,
Like Kweli, soothin' ya ears so smoothly,
Grab a fifth then let it lift roll up a spliff,
At the same I'm leaning ya over the cliff,
Edge can't shake all this madness in my head,
Guess I'm better of drunk fighting demons in my head,
Instead,
So I stay drunk by myself yeah,
I stay drunk to myself, cruising the streets, in my girls jeeps,
Watching over the weeps, see the evil that peeps,
Silence the weak, as death makes it peaks,
I just let the liquor speak,
To myself...X3
