Gotta go get this shit by any means
Like physics
I'm no chemist
But got mixes word to Kwey
And hella lyric Petri dishes
Got fucked up dispositions
Dropped the pen
Picked up the pencil
Been precise
Seem inconsistent
I dissect up every sentence
Sentences
Sentence ends
Dot
Where the convo ends
Stop
Talking make the moves
Not watching Others do
This the part when you stack up
And start by selling all your shoes
Or maybe warn your mans run you respect
He cruising for a bruise
Cut
That's hip
Not on no lyrical shit
Ride the track like it's Lyft
Run it up like it's rift
Catch me all in the thrift
With my cart stacked
And my eyes wide
Inspired trying on fits
Just writing fire I give
We scream and we sob
Then we create again
We cringe and we stop
Then we relate again
We plot
And engage the extreme
This is what it feels like
To have a motherfuckin dream
We scream and we sob
Then we create again
We cringe and we stop
Then we relate again
It might crash
It might burn it all seems
This is what it feels like
To have a motherfuckin dream
Flip my thoughts and turn them to work
Self-esteem out the dirt
Girls like me gone say amen
My aim to take them all to church
Pastor Rick
Not preaching gospel
But instead I'm flipping shirts
All the phrases and experience
Display it for the
Where I came from
A line of angel black folks
Known to beat the odds to beam
Then dream
A Mississippi bold
Grandpa bought a lot in the Paul
And built a home
Mama brought us up on truth and stories of the goats
We carry worlds on our backs and we Black
And the fact that We winning
They hate me for that
I am not taking the slack Lil man
If you wanna be w me you dropping a bag
Dropping the gems
Let's unpack the world and dream of life in zen
Nurture stems
I gotta keep making beauty for self
And not listen to them
We scream and we sob
Then we create again
We cringe and we stop
Then we relate again
We plot
And engage the extreme
This is what it feels like
To have a motherfuckin dream
We scream and we sob
Then we create again
We cringe and we stop
Then we relate again
It might crash
It might burn it all seems
This is what it feels like
To have a motherfuckin dream