Ebi's Reprieve
It's what it is
Don't dwell on no could have been
I do not this for me
Rather my brother my mother
Just want em all happy
I'm smiling from up in the heavens
My mission accomplished
Lord shower your blessings
It's raining its pouring
I'm drowning,
Emotions elastic
But stretched to the limits
No going back
Years that I wasted no getting back
Hair on the chin and the chest
Man of the hour, compounded by lonely
I try to find power in self
Rather than screaming for help
Worn out on the steps
Saw greatness approaching and reached
I don't know if I grabbed it
February was
February was madness, the envy I felt
He was fucking the girl that dreamed about
Dreamed about offing myself
Laughed caused my friends would just think I was hiding
All of my days I been counting and plotting,
Found solace but lost it
My Nonchalant ways got me acting indifferent
I pick it, I crush it, I smoke it
My lungs gasp, asthmatic but I do not fear
I do not care
Came up for air
Hands held me down
Saw it was mine
Ran out time
The referee putting lip to the whistle
The sound of the chariot swinging low just to get me
Don't dwell on no could have been
I do not this for me
Rather my brother my mother
Just want em all happy
I'm smiling from up in the heavens
My mission accomplished
Lord shower your blessings
It's raining its pouring
I'm drowning,
Emotions elastic
But stretched to the limits
No going back
Years that I wasted no getting back
Hair on the chin and the chest
Man of the hour, compounded by lonely
I try to find power in self
Rather than screaming for help
Worn out on the steps
Saw greatness approaching and reached
I don't know if I grabbed it
February was
February was madness, the envy I felt
He was fucking the girl that dreamed about
Dreamed about offing myself
Laughed caused my friends would just think I was hiding
All of my days I been counting and plotting,
Found solace but lost it
My Nonchalant ways got me acting indifferent
I pick it, I crush it, I smoke it
My lungs gasp, asthmatic but I do not fear
I do not care
Came up for air
Hands held me down
Saw it was mine
Ran out time
The referee putting lip to the whistle
The sound of the chariot swinging low just to get me
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