No Id

Been smoking with the angels
And talking to the demons
They see my calm composure
On the inside I be screaming
My purpose lost its meaning
The earth is off its steering
At first I bought her earrings
Then a necklace
Couple diamonds
When we used to live at
Weston
Heavy duty lessons
My existence still in question
I also have to mention
That my life is all in tension
Too much stress it might just crack

A maniac
Tied to many diplomats
Spies and ties to shady acts
Tampa bay the Brady snap
Jordan with the late attack
I put the game away
Let them talk that hate

Switch it
To my evil ways
Once they start to crave
The earth it stops in space
To let me move my weight
I let them choose the place
I pick the time and date
I think my rhymes are great
Like dinner on the plate

Spaghetti and the steak
I'm ready for a taste
They copy and they paste
They still can not relate
To my thoughts
They just watch
Me go take everything I want
Fuck the opps
And the cops
Can arrive
Very late
I smoke Mary Jane
She touches me in ways
I'm blushing
I am in love with her grace



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Writer(s): Harkarandeep Singh
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