Trapped in my mind state, SyniklyiLL
Cloudy view on the world, looking out my window sill
Chasing mils like hamsters on wheels
I heard if you ain't got what it takes, you can cut a devil deal
Is it real?
I don't know possibly
I just feel that with my past, hell should've opened up and swallowed me
Child of God acting out so he'll acknowledge me
Wonder if I'm wasting time waiting on this prophecy
If he made me, then he'd have to know I'd think this way
That one day it wouldn't be enough to pray to empty space
Am I not worthy enough to even see a face?
If we created equal, what's the point in more than one race?
Don't get it twisted, I'm black and I'm proud
But even the brightest sun gets it rays blocked by the clouds
The strongest, believers ain't immune to struggling with doubt
Especially after going so long with such small amounts
Mama told me
Walk by faith, and not by sight
Red light from the hate illuminate my nights
Feel like I'm losing all my rights
Fuck turning my cheek I'd rather fight
I'm an imperfect creature
Only make sense man I learned everything from flawed teachers
Can't fight hardwired features
It's like we set up to fail
Man make a moves while he down and out
Get caught, thrown under the jail
If I ever feel that evil's my only way to prevail
Then fuck it
Indica inhales'll smooth out my ails
The smoke
Blown out my lungs'll put the wind in my sails
Fuel my travels
Cut my feet up on glass and gravel
Running through the valley of death
Chasing success
Arm outstretched
Out of the socket I'm grasping
But I ain't grabbed it yet
Guide button on your remote, preview what's coming next
Totaled Prius between my palms, man I'm catching wreck
Ain't waiting for you to give it dog I'm snatching respect
This is SyniklyiLL, your supply to the dope is direct
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