Keep my heart and soul tucked like a nine, hold
Trigger finger itching when I peer behind the blindfold
It's a lot of foes around me tryna cop my attention
And more shit I couldn't mention
Heavy is my head
And levity my step
And brevity my death
Examining prospects
And I ain't getting rest bitch
Looking for acceptance
Dying to my past life
I know I'm a wreck it's
Rummaging through wreckage
Pardon my presence
I'm equipped to ruin shit over my aggression
Smelling what I stepped in
All the thoughts I kept in
Depression that's my best friend
Relational contention
Who the f*ck to mention?
Where's my f*cking blessing?
I been hitting potholes
Looking for a lesson
On the road to heaven