Kismet (solace)

Late for everything, my face to the cement

That's how I always seen it

I spent days faded anemic

You could see it in my face, I ain't been eatin

I'm just wastin' away

Look like the way that River Phoenix went gon' end up my fate

And when they drag me out the gutter, mail the ashes to my mother

Twist a spliff if I don't finish my plate

Slip a fist up for my in chains, my mental was caged

See, I ain't been to prison but the feeling's the same

Shared sentiment, when and if the pen hit the page

As of late, I've been watchin' every bitch in my space

Shit just lookin' different with age

Try to make some sense of all this shit in my brain

Yeah

Yeahhh

(Solace)