Closing Credits

How you sleep, where you learned to hang
I gotta give a lil speech, lil word of thanks
To lil me in this world of angst
What I did to feel free, from mercy hands
Lil scheme lil certy scam
How we up a lil V, to a dirty van
It's still peace with my early mans
Some cut, still grieve, I deserve to dance
To feel the breeze, feel the earth expand
Feel debris where my burden stand
Some love still leeching in deserted land
A young one had to leave and return with bands
I told V, I had the perfect plan
A come up, a dumb dream, and my assertive glance
Love ease what the burning can't

One try before I go to bed
Somebody take the wheel, forreal
The problem is you still win and gotta feel the guilt
My patna' know the deal, I'm Shaquille
It been hard to keep a few friends, I gotta break the shield
My body felt the chills, surreal
But mommy left a blueprint, I promise to rebuild
Up top I never kneel, or squeal
It get harder to reveal shit
I always kept concealed
Lotta trauma keep me ill, so I keep it billed
The spliff harsher than reviews is, a martyr to the guild
In the Gaza doing drills, like ahki on the grill
I'm getting farther from the meal-ticket, sharpening the steel
Please pardon while I heal, from the thrills
Left the party prolly still spinning, walking on my heels
I pray my matter never spill, over krills
It get darker when you deal with it, gotta pick a pill
Somebody take the wheel, forreal
Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will
I can't escape it still, evade the eels
Somebody take the wheel, forreal
Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will
I can't escape it still, evade the eels