Burning Desire

To fuck around and see me plummet Should I couldn't stomach When niggas told me I was bugging I was seeing numbers Touch the ground Wheel the luggage All I got from running Mama told me 'bout this curse How I was not above it I honor her with every word I never the swap the subject Bottles clinking on the curb Think I'm out of budget Naavin got me with the purse I think I gotta buzz him The silent grieving never work Why I reside to puffin' Just so I could be a person when I'm out in public Someone remind me that there's purpose in this life of wanting All that whining be a burden or a sign we flunking Ain't been so hard to see my verdict was to die with nothin' Seen the worse from this service of my guideless loving When we was huddled in this church Where most had lied and fronted All this time that I spent searching Was the diamond cutting Use to coddle up at Vernon Like I'm dodging summons Lighting and thunder Summer of pain Fogs and raining clouds Cluttered the way It's calm, I pray the route Lighting and thunder Summer of pain Fogs and raining clouds Cluttered the way We were at Young World, about half way through July And it felt like one of the hottest days of the summer That I'd experienced at that time It was time for us to go on stage and play our set It was nice It was sunny In the shade it wasn't as bad But then we started noticing There were clouds forming over the park