It appears that I need to get this thing by my side like I'm
Obi-Wan Kenobi
All these niggas hella forceful like they Obi-Wan k-now me
Gettin' my just desserts like you owe me one cannoli
I live wholly for my homies
I speak holy when I blow leaf
When I'm mopey I dissociate
Feelings: trouble coping
I am bloated now my woes hang down from my torso
More so I think I be hungry for a morsel
And there's always one I'm fortunate?
Skin ain't even porcelain
But I walk the streets with no Zimmerman
Timbеrlands, children of my kindred skin around me
Evеry day I realize I'm living so profoundly
Got no fear of the streets
Cause I'm here makin' beats
But one day they gon' revolt
They be knocking down my door
Why you in here watchin' that Haikyuu
Instead of patchin' up the boat?
Steady scavenging for hope
Don't mistake me for no punk
I'm just critical
I won't leave you like the eastern front
Niggas know that I'm here for you