LIFE/TIME

This lifetime is a tight grind and we might shine
And might find a like mind no ones ambitions like mines
I write fine there’s beauty in pens, off doobies & gin
They askin "Honcho who’s the best?" and that nigga knew it was him
Fluent, I give nostalgic feels
I’ll never understand how Harvard feels
Families’ll stab you backs like they saw the will
Giving you that Vince Carter feel
Half Man Half Amazing
Walking through Jersey for standing ovations
This my Jersey stunt
Said it again I know you heard me once
Blowing Bernie Runtz, spit like a dirty tongue
Rap with me I love to see y’all forfeit
Before the battle I say a little prayer like I’m Dionne Warwick
You trust that gossip but can’t see y'all sources
Beefing through screens, I hope y’all tweet y’all corpses
No learning, repeat y’all losses
Nigga you wasn’t here seasoning Ramen bowls
Wake up go to school get B and be on the Honor Roll
I’m tired of old heads actin like they wasn’t young once
And like they made it to 40 off dumb luck
And if you not influencing the youth to be beautiful then you fucked up
My flow is super raw that shit is uncut
As once stuck in a trance a minimal gaze
They turned this land of the free to a literal cage
Stepping into my prime i left pitiful stage
And fuckin shit else but a dime and fuck minimum wage
This is a game that took the best
I’m spit stank face, who took the crest
Book a vet, my niggas a super team, the Brooklyn Nets
I’ll cook a chef, old school nigga i prolly push cassettes
Flow to killer blowing that Butchers Breath
I could correct the wrong but we need balance
God Complex Silhouette you won’t see me challenged
Y’all need the practice