Basin

Welcome to the mind of a child
Ridden with trials
And tribulations
Mind gone
Voices do roll call
He's in the basin
Clinging to limestone
Crumbling from the conversations
Is he gon slip
Bitch rip

They sing songs in his ear
Melodies

His cries ran silent
The stillness of fate is encroaching
His grip tries to tighten
His vision is smearing
He's probing at his very being
And It's aching
Seen truth up in the trees
But he's hoping he's mistaken
Fuck
A simple word that holds weight
Just like the scale
Gave his people hell
As they tweak to this today
Kids with no father
They slaughter us
In every which way
Pursuing the fake, agendas
Shit is right in his face
He's broken
And it's ironic to say
With all the odds stacked against him
It's himself he's afraid
Of in the end

I'll let you in
Sometimes it's hard to understand
I don't know how to feel anymore
Fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Khamari Black
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