Flexing Through Depression

I was feeble Mijo now you couldn't picture me broke
Drinking Tito's getting straight cerebral in the back of Regal's
Whole pack of Seagulls attracted to bread
We was bundled up kids pulled on the sled
Now we working up North starting at the shed
Systematic oppression written in the regs
Surrounded by Sharks something like the Meg
Doing lines not reading between them
Has my people broke Natives leaning
Natives feening babies fetal
Treated as a joke Jared Leto
You see Native Corporation doesn't mean Native owned
Another round of pumpkin heads, Native clones
Only way to move up is to act like them
Abandoning tradition trying to fit in
Take a step back stop struggling to sustain
Give them something to fear a Native with a brain, game

Let me take you back to Seven Gables
Gave them a taste they wiped the crumbs off the table
So let's take it back to Seven Gables
Gave them a taste they wiped the crumbs off the table

Momma said never put no man under me
Hunting drawing guns with speed
Balling dropping tons of three's
Now Cuzzo I've got sons to feed
Used to catch me at Arctic one hundred deep
Going so hard we could hardly speak
Now let's take it back to straight mathematics
With dreams of living lavish in the back of the classes
Chasing whatever ass is the fattest
Give me a night and I'm gonna treat it like an addict
I ain't getting attached you can have it
Because after the last one damn it
I broke down, the old life abandoned me
So I played Possum and started a family
Working up north you get lost in the drama
Lost my baby momma all for some commas
I hate that I exposed my son to that trauma
Got a little too serious La Fonda
Almost lost it all now I enjoy every blessing
Catch me on the 'gram flexing through depression

I'm on my Joel Titus flow do you feel me?
Because I've been going so hard for so long
If I quit right now it would kill me
It would kill me
I'm on my Joel Titus flow do you feel me?
Because I've been going so hard for so long
If I quit right now it would kill me
It would kill me

I was telling jokes battle rapping something like MarvWon
Then they freed the Fairbanks Four and Marv won
That was one of the greatest gathering of Natives
Because we usually only gather for death
Maybe that's why I reminisce on when me and my nerdy little friends
Used to gather for quests
Remember when all the natives put their fours up in support
Kind of like the Hunger Games
I switched my whole life up so my sons would never feel my hunger pains
You see they treat us to be so humble we come across as passive
Then the mainstream media wants to treat us as past tense
Got me in court trying to fight so my
Family doesn't get divided into fractions
That Custody shit is really crazy
Stand for what you believe in you know never let that doubt in
Why'd I quit the slope? Because I was capable of providing without it
Flexin' for the fresh
R.I.P Joe Titus



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Writer(s): Andrew Ian Marks
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