Blunt stay passing like Luka Modric

I’m super toasted

Thought you was ahead but your medulla broken

Medication got me staying focused

Probably got a couple monks in the pit

I feel like Frankie Ocean

Simply loyal, never patriotic

Been spitting, but they don’t wanna listen

To what the tankie told em

I’m in the Mazda bumping Jay-Z old shit

Diner checkerboard floors and potatoes with the gravy on it

My lady told me that I’m one of a kind

Old flames running back but ain’t left nothing behind

Can’t control her, but I'll never hit the button rewind

I don’t pay no mind, I just hit the bud and recline

You lay a finger on my woman?

Shit, somebody dying

A workaholic by the day, huh, I’m somewhat divine

But something changes in the night, got me wondering why

It’s evil beings in the evening creeping up in my mind

Fuck be going on these days?

I don't even know

Yeah

You know the saying go

"Misery love company"

Living uncomfortably

Sticking with my people, but the world is full of evil

I can’t tell who boutta come for me

Know they feel the same, I just pray it ain’t because of me

Courted as a comic relief

Of course the character I carry with me couldn’t be me

But they don’t care to learn

I caught myself from under my feet

And broke the barriers

The bane of me ain’t nothin but me

Thought I’d be buried first