The kid is back
The bendalem swing n cracks on pavements , Dick touching ha sea floor
Record and prosper, was supposed be a king
But turned to stealing watches, like it's my time
These rhyme gotta roll like rock
She give top no otterbox, f*cking reckless
Feel as cheap as her necklace, I'm restless
Like I'm ready to kill niggas
What's a cop to a field nigga
Another master so we preaching independence
The pen hits the paper, word turn sentence
We sentenced to 3rd place
They say we choose our own fate
This plate ain't a plate so we stuck stuffing a bowls
Burn one for the soul
Too black for the cold
Light a match and we've blown
Our chance at forgiveness,
Burn one in hell my only wishing
Free
The kid is sick, depressed chasing suicide doors , The ass n tits
You for me and I am yours ,You ride it ford,
I focus on the winds
Coffee Benge, penitrate syringe
Drugs and music
I use this wordplay to play with yo mind
Blame the lies on the lines, bless you with foreplay, sorbet
Ya kisses sweet
Masseuse to ya feet, we take retreats and retrieve heat
Sunbathing beach side
Slip slide in to yo zion,Hands iron the kinks
Next trip to the sphinx
Cuban links
Chain me down to that tea tree oil and skin soil women in pink
Until we sink
And I drown in what I think
Thought provoking dreams
Jordan still needed a team
Write til that feeling leaves, leaves change, love to hate
What happened to me
This twist of fate
Passion turn rage
The monsters you create
Free...form
We were a candle
Glowing scent of pure and warm joy
Summer... Candle
You held my treasure chest
I held your attention
Sweet transition
Climbing to the sky
We live and let die
Try
To love
But millianial tention is short
We court the idea to settle
But a new toy is a click away
Metal
Drugs to the head Like heavy metal
I peddle backwards
Hoping to see the bigger picture
I see it all and still miss her
Why is that
Hare out of a hat
Chasing false reality
Candle dims low
I crack fragily
Summer.... Candle