FEEL

[Intro: Tec]
Yeah, look

[Verse 1: Tec]
The wins are getting harder
I'm not progressing, I'ma finish what I start up
The only thing I'm spitting is an image of my father cause I look just like him, from the grin up to my arms, bruh
I been stressing, but it won't show
And the key knowledge missing and the best is what I don't know
I'm being tested by these grown folks
I stopped seeking for progression, so it's messing with my own growth
Yeah, finding that inner peace
Rise on my energy where life just be hitting me
Tires still in motion, so I am depiction, see
My mind in the water, I ain't iron deficiency
They say they putting pistons in the sea
But I already got, so what's significant to me?
The happier I get, the more intelligent I speak
And fuck nah, brother, you can say I'm whipping from the cheese
My thought process on the run, it has my mind jogging
Wait for mind problems non-stop, got my thighs throbbing
My eyes foggy, and all I see is blur in my view
And the crashing got me hurting and bruised, so now I'm purple and blue
Rocks had me searching for clues, man where they hidden under?
I ain't think excuses jogging me to my forbidden lover
Didn't stutter, cause with all these bruises on my face I'm throwing fluid in my way so I just move because it takes cause I been clueless in this maze, just tryna find my way out of here
My days cloudy, don't care what they say 'bout me
I be insane, shouting, I feel the rain pouring
I gotta stay focused, I gotta train for it
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Sked]
Look, I'm balled up, my fist balled, my eyeballs look for inspiration, but lately all I see is dry wall
The sky tall, I look up, ain't 'fraid of sky fall
I look down and realize the floor's wet, why ain't I fall?
Cause I been running and running, don't know whose chasing me
Maybe the law, prolly cause the way that I been raping beats
Maybe the Lord, lately I been too scared to pray on ease
Maybe my thoughts, they race whenever I send vacancy
My patience running thin
I'm tired of looking around and looking back at grins
Here's Johnny boy, and no I am not talking about sins, but I rap 'bout my sins
And even on the track, and he's crawling back from the skin
Chasing dreams, spoiler schemes, cause they writing on ten
Mom, I put progress so I promise that they get the stick
Feel like survivors in COVID, I'm toting a cig'
My mom on private incognito, man fuck all my friends
Fuck college, fuck swing, pay the bread, man
But if you say fuck 'em, bro I swear that you'll be a dead man
Leave you in hospitals scared, clutching the bed pan
Sike, nah I'm lying, I swear I'm sweeter than head, man
Kill 'em, Cam, kill on cam, fuck the feds, man
I'm done rapping, this is the Tec and the Sked, man