Faygo Baby

Look I swear to god im never swearing to god again 

from my rainbow glockenspiel days I was raised in a crazy la famila 

under age puffin haze in a bando 

eyes glazed like a honeybun 

free lunch and a chocolate milk 

hard knock life we adopted it 

then adapt graduate wit a doctorate 

I'm the homonym of my mama nem 

she a matriarch I'm a sovereign 

prophet never profiting 

fanatasize bout days I don't gotta swing a mop again 

this ain't pressure to coal this lead to gold who better should know 

this Santiago in a Honda cypher tryna find my Fatima 

in a blinding light gotta time it right 

see when you watch the clock it's on lean when you watch the pot it won't steam 

can't listen wit ya mouth can't talk wit ya ears i walk through lines in between i need to breathe I need a break we passing green we conversate we kept the dream alive while awake shit startimg to make  sense by the day 

Labors of love driving you crazy 

Raised by the world my faygo baby 

Making the most of what they gave me

My how you've grown my faygo baby 

This ain't bout no commas no this shit for yo common sense bandage on yo confidence where you learn to take a punch trauma that we self inflict no I've not been diagnosed maybe call it negligence mama tryna feed and clothe maybe I'm too sensitive