Tough crowd on a tough day
I got a few fines for this bus lane
I got a few eyes looking side ways
Did a line check and my mic raised
Got my thighs out it's a light day
Soul grows in a dark place
Old pros are my cons now
So my old goals were just pathways
Push out what they don't say
4 rounds with the ghosts
I be on mode till we hit Fridays
Shabbat come then it's Friyay
I'm still in it
All of this bitching when i'm sticking with it
My vision is thickening
I did some shows where i've poured out my heart and they weren't even listenin'
They want the milli before they giddy that shit is just sickening
Start to get sticky when I mention Jesus so cut out your giggling
I told my ma that my future was bright, she been doubting since prison yeah
I didn't go prison cos i wasn't fitting in
I didn't go prison cos i wasn't fitting in
I didn't go prison cos i wasn't fitting in
I didn't go prison cos i wasn't fitting in
I didn't go prison cos i wasn't fitting in