Posthumous

Sick of seeing my people die
They tell me it's just a sacrifice
Sending my prayers up to the sky
I hope that they rest in the afterlife
Sick of seeing my people die
I don't want a war but I'll join the fight
The world's full of hate and I can't decide
Show me a sign and I'll make it right, I'll make it right

Blood on the streets
They feeding me hate
I'm starving for peace
Not even Hubble got the proof of all the stars that I reach
My speech, sorta particular but carved to the beat
I'm teaching how to bare your soul and get the sweetest release
Dropped Peach
Back when I decided to bloom
They made my people fertilizer bout a quarter to noon
I transformed and lit a fire on the dark of the moon
I know the truth
They probably coming after me soon
But I'm
Still in my prime
Looking for signs
If this where life is headed I'm following God's designs
Not the man I was when I decided to rhyme
They wanna see me fail and turn to a life of crime
They won't get the satisfaction
Seeing this through without the aid of any faction
Plus when I'm paid I plan to put it into action
But just for today I'm gonna mourn my friend's passing

Sick of seeing my people die
They tell me it's just a sacrifice
Sending my prayers up to the sky
I hope that they rest in the afterlife
Sick of seeing my people die
I don't want a war but I'll join the fight
The world's full of hate and I can't decide
Show me a sign and I'll make it right, I'll make it right

I'm no longer seeing potential if they don't want it
Laziness a permanent trait, I don't condone it
Murder holds a permanent place you can't dethrone it
And peace is just a myth that I chase until I own it
Ain't no trickle economics I'm sending people a check
Earning my respect
Reading the comments, how I connect
With the people who were lost inside a pit of neglect
Making music cause I love it, I ain't trynna perfect
I protect mind, body, and soul, but need a check-up
I been having healthier days, just from the neck up
Sick of seeing children you raised, who getting wet up
History repeating itself, but that's the setup
We could change at any moment we like
In spite of everybody who would try to take our life
Tell me that I can't do it and I'm fueled with spite
To help the people that I love, that the rappers delight

Sick of seeing my people die
They tell me it's just a sacrifice
Sending my prayers up to the sky
I hope that they rest in the afterlife
Sick of seeing my people die
I don't want a war but I'll join the fight
The world's full of hate and I can't decide
Show me a sign and I'll make it right, I'll make it right

Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die
Sick of seeing my people die