Abyss

Dick Gregory: Horrors, particularly in the black community

Happens all over

Is lack of rest

Bitch

Damn

Life is just life bro

Shit is like tight ropes

Keepin high hopes

But I been down low

Abyss is getting comfy

But comfort genocide

Its only temporary

Ascension on my side

Lessons before my eyes

Less than ya average high

I miss that white ash

Had to kiss it goodbye

Say my fairwells

Hold it down like hair gel

Black henny match the beatin organ in my chest

Kofi Choppin the samples

That’s rare so I’m feelin blessed

Wasn’t fair for you niggas

So I decided to rest

Closed my eyes to havoc

Woke up to a bigger mess

Uh

Fuck these niggas man get off the muscle

Can’t cough what I’m sippin

Got tunechi all the Hunnids

It’s a cold summer so I’m gettin to the bundles

Bitches bringin up old shit like a plunger

Dead faces in my jeans

Got my denims real pungent

In the dungeon

Where my days spent

Wit my gang like

Ima a mason

Foundation

Lay it down like

Ima mason

Send the beat pack

Spray it down like

A pig wit the Glock

I ain’t macing

Nigga

Man fuck this rap shit man
Y'all niggas rappin so much y'all forgot to get to the bag nigga