Balcony Freestyle

[Verse]
Come and listen as I articulate
Now and not a minute late
I thought we was cool, but now you reaching for my dinner plate
Friends become foes, you bring issues out the center stage
And lines in the sand, keep turning into interstates
I think I'm just in a stage where patience is thin
So bare with me
I've been trying to read Galatians again
And this music that you hear, I try to mold it like it's pottery
Every time I touch a pen I'm bleeding like an artery
So pardon me, if I don't applaud these rappin' lobotomies
I'm honestly tired of niggas who got the heart to speak life that they ain't living, but you claiming for the artistry
I be 'bout to spaz, but I be steady in the art of peace
I'm audibly in my own lane, own league
When the crew get in a huddle, kill the game on 3
I been dodging all these muzzles, I remain all free
I just keep it 100 times 10, all keys
I have lost sleep, but I'm still having these large dreams
It's exhausting, but I'm like Malcolm by all means
Don't you call king, boy that determines what you bow to
All my partners trill and we about to rate the how-to
Pusha T mind state, numbers on the board
All I got is dope lines, take a breath before you snore
I can say what's on my mind and have my youngin' hit record
They was hop scotching, all my dogs was hopping off the boards
Winning on the wave so this audio is lossless
Time ain't even free so no decisions ever costless
I might lose my head, but know this engine's never horseless
Youngin's trying to eat and we don't care about a Forbes list
Everything before this, made me who I'm bout to be
Making good from evil, that's a special kind of alchemy
Never touch the powder baby, you know how that talcum be
Got it out the mud and now we heading to the balcony
It's Swade