Snakes in the Grass

The wise man is all ears I never make a sound
The snakes are hiding in the grass I need to cut it down
Now my thoughts are realer then the people around me
I got the juice so the thirsty surround me
I want my legacy, on a quilt so I'll neva quit
Society doesn't listen to words so I got to spit
The bad converted into good, man they think they slick
My mind on the surface of reality I pray it sticks
Life is a game but it's glitching
I'm on the ball no ones pitching
The stars they got me here wishing
That I could find what was missing
I hear my snakes are hissing
I'm getting too close
I'm stepping into the places where steps are needed the most, the last
Man on the moon I'll be back home by noon
Tell me to reach for the stars
Your pulling me back too soon
The present only wants me cuz the future haunts me
I let it flow like traffic on 95 we getting kind of slow

I need to sit down slow my legs are getting sore
I only stand up for justice I never wanted more
Wake up and smell the flowers smells like lead
When they aim they always go for the heart, it was never the head
I roll steady, I know these streets are not ready
I'm ready to repent for my sins in the front seat of a Mercedes Benz
We only thank when we got it
Can't walk in shoes that are knotted
Influenced by are culture
The clean dawgs have been spotted, watch out
Don't understand why niggas think it's clean to pull the glock out
I got some miles now but I wasn't afraid to talk out
It's been 5 years since the last verse
And my shot still accurate we do not move in reverse
I just move within the curse
But best believe imma make it
The world don't wanna give my dues
Guess I'm gone have to take it
I don't know where the world is going
But i don't like it
Best believe until I'm called back home
I'm gonna fight it, nigga

(I just need your mercy Good God)