INDIGENOUS WINDZ

You ever felt like a failure and the shame don't stop
And every time you make a way it's like the road gets blocked
Some times the gold is in the rubbish under plane old rocks
I Want bezo stock, pesos to take old blocks

Will I forever plummet? From above it to ever lasting dungeons
In the devil clutches, where the smell of flesh burns redundant

But now I'm working at the matinee seeing talent at display hoping that my art will reach that part of fame

What happens when the same adults that used to give you guidance tell yo ass get lost
And what you thought was love is really dying?
Crazy cause the ones you trust be the most defiant
Still my greatest blessings was always dressed in the best disguises

Sky's the limit, is it? with my potential I could dwindle physics
And turn a dessert to a little blizzard

I'm thankful for my wife, she's the better half of me
And With all my blemishes she seem to cure the acne

Somethings calling to this path of sounds and organs
Not the rapid fortune, but the vast endorphins from this rap is awesome
Still grinding for them max endorsements
Growing pains streaming through my veins like I was a bastard Orphan

My little Homie mad distracted, he tries to pay attention but he can't afford it, His father never Bought it
I like talking to them troubled kids, benefits from the government
Stove heated homes with oven mitts

I give back but don't got shit, no Racks to pop shit
No Cadillac or drop-top whip
Only cats stuck in a box flock to nonsense
In they bag, really they trapped like Trav moshpits

I found wealth within my knowledge, Bed-Stuys novelist
My every page is worth ten scholarships

Recognize who the muthafuckin problem is,
My reputation in ya favorite continents
Muthafucka