Freestyle 4

I move spirits from the grave to the cradle
Young angel make waves hiding blunts in his halo
The horse is out his stable baby Ima win the race
Let the beast out his cage all these styles can't be contained

Too authentic for a gimmick the tortoise pace himself to win
Exploring frequencies like Dora got my boots my bag and map
Soundtracks for liberation and the stoners in the back
Got em marching out in unison we bouta start a frat

Pledge allegiance to our freedoms best believe we die for that
I'm a leader in the clinics in the schools and still rap
Left the hood hit the burbs fucked around came back
Universal guru with his roots deep in the trenches

I dont need a twitter mention or some pictures just to validate
The scars and diagnosis from the shit I had to tolerate
Why you think Im smoking like a chimney? I cant moderate
When I left my city changed my image got a lot of hate

Yall aint love me in the flesh unless I played along
Niggas hit mute every time I sang my own songs
So i went at it alone said fuck it what could go wrong
Lost a piece of sanity met vanity and loneliness

Beefin with the homies had to find another holy script
Shelter by the ocean Ima say a prayer and take a dip
Meditate and concentrate on where Ill sleep next
Roll a spliff Get a full stretch take some deep breaths And survive

Hear Yee Hear Yee, my shit weird like Ripley's
Believe It or Not, no hands on my 10 speed
Don't care if I drop, I know who gon miss me
No plans on stopping adopted confidence yesterday

Gave birth to ideas now they walkin and wanna play
Single father these lyrics I let you skim through my diary
Alicia Keys I'm on fire The shit that broke me inspire me
Write 10,000 more pages for all the shit deep inside of me

Still chasing a dream told that bitch she can't hide from me
Many voices that guided me tried to give me perspective
But they all disappeared when Shaya needed protection
My people never important unless its time for elections

I ain't got the answers but I damn sure got some passion
Reading comprehension and a long list of talents
When depression in remission boy I'm all about that action
But you prolly missed the message cause a fuckin' weed habit

I'm gone