Deep

[Verse 1]
The end of an era, the end comes nearer
Everything that I’m seeing don’t get no clearer
On some pseudo deep shit, that bullshit
But I don’t know shit, what shit, who’s shit
Ain’t tryna lose shit, it's all about the gains
Ain’t talking bout the fakes who be lifting all the weights
They be still weak as fuck, cos it’s all a big ass front
People change every month whether sober, dead or drunk
Over heads of some, like they never watch the sun
And I’ll never buy The Sun, I’ll tell you why my son
Cos the lies they telling should be settled with a gun
Leave they top red, pop dead when it’s said and done
I’ve gone off on a tangent, just tryna show my angle
Tell KIN Bishop that yeah I am The Man still
Sitting at a standstill, and shitting out a handful
Of this nonsense that’s more shallow than your ankles