This feeling

Past the point of repair

Who care, we there

These the

words that make ur mental see clear

Release fear

It’s me that’s who

mr . Lyrics ain’t a hassle

Don’t be tryna hand me a contract

The label tattooed

Break the glass

take the last Ralph boots

Me and funk LO in a Hudson’s bay is just bad news

Raps so brass that it left me gap toothed

Never even heard of a sad truth in pass

6th put me on Grassroots , the city got mad roots , I’d never imagine for us to have

but

Peace to the God Raz

He put me on to,

to many things to put in this rap

For example

knowing my self, math, Max, Adriana

Currency and Wiz Collabs

What the fuck was I doing without this way of life and hit tracks

Prolly nothing more than sitting on my ass

it didn’t last

we back, DOUBLE XP

Fuck up a next beat

After that,

do something healthy so I never collapse

I don’t

live up to my name or at least not the second half

Cus I don’t fall

Prize if u find me a better Zac