Passive Agressive

[Verse 1]
Yo, I see your mums in those same eyes
Behind those tears that blemish your face
In the foetal position you stare into space
The same space your mum carried you for nine months
Birthed from the seed of the planet that was abandoned by a son but
I became numb when my grandma got sicker
Twisting the cap of some liquor
Hoping this trapping got bigger
Hoping more fiends put more crack to a clipper
Vivid dreams of winning Grammies for my grandma
Couldn't fathom the picture
Countless arguments with my fam
I question the man in the scripture just as much myself
Nights drunk disrupting my health
Fuck it I even done it on stealth
Yo

[Verse 2]
Yo, I ain't wrote a rhyme in a minute
I ain't performed to the masses
I reside in my limits and preach thoughts on the classics
I confide in my spirit to keep the forces in balance
We ain't designed to be killing or to conform to the malice
My books the middle passage
Written by slaves who were captured by the verse
But died in between the chapters
My books the middle passage
Written by slaves who were captured by the verse
Died in between the chapters
(Died in between the chapters
Yeah, died in between the chapters
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah)