I Am Him

Block ready hand steady all star
All scars my gold bars above par
I am the street the asphalt and hot tar
My memories are soft white in hard jars
Ya feeling me ya chemistry is poverty
Make a dolla out a nickel to escape a pickle
Make it simple used to put the pistol to ya dimples
And you can walk it all my way or you can leave cripple
When ya starving there's no time to sit and try to bargain
Focusing on yo target to get food from the market
Older nigga I'm over niggas bipolar schitzing
Mixelplixen inside the kitchen preparing fixes
In my dentures all these scriptures of my misadventures
Bring attention of penmanship from the unforgiven
Relaxed in my position like a fisher fishing
I'm the shit that came from shit but ain't no contradiction

I am him nigga I am him
I was never them I was never them
I'm much more better than
I am him nigga I am him
I was never them I was never them
I'm much more better than

I am what I am I know what I know
I know the calculated measures to harden the snow
I know the grass is always greener by helping it grow
And gun butts help a nigga remember what's owed
Tormented by nightmares of past wrongs
And loyalty portraits sketched in crayon
Sacrifices that changed my life from here on
So much pain been caused my heart is teflon
Bulletproof my mind state my mind race
Like a marathon modern day Babylon
Propellin' thru dwellins I'm just a old felon
These bars I'm expellin' are water fa melon
These stories and tales of successes and fails
Should season ya yolk without cracking ya shell
I am not the early bird that got the worm
I'm the mothafuckin' dirty sperm wit hustle germs

I am him nigga I am him
I was never them I was never them
I'm much more better than
I am him nigga I am him
I was never them I was never them
I'm much more better than

My mental Rolodex is very complex
No need to guess what's next cause I done seen it all
No alcohol or weed smoke I gun toted
No drugs at all the green spoke I quoted
My dickies creased my Chuck T's looked brand new
You can be fresh on them streets but it a dirty you
Control yo mind have ya walking around half blind
And half the time you won't even make it to halftime
Decipher the cypher I learned the algorithm
The light done hit the prism bent it now I see the system
In the midst of the turmoil the term loyal
Will make ya blood boil caretaker turn soil
Niggas hating on you
Man fuck dat
Just let it ride out man I
I done did enough
I am him



Credits
Writer(s): Harold Zeno Jr.
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