(Cairo-Opening Verse)

What is falling of short comings

Forth coming of failure

“Cool Runnings”, a **** been cold

What is coming of age, the rage is written on pages

Flipping to introduce you to chapter 8

New stages here. I’ll pretend that I don’t care,

But they’re hungry for one to copy pastries, no pioneer

Watch em root to a new tune and leave

Full Libra moon, I’ll be doomed soon

You only feel it when it can happen to you too

A social repertoire, re-represented standards

No new “coon” for white people to YouTube

When the psych go low(psychologist) just make sure we remember why the trauma armored us

To the point the psych high I trust(psychiatrist) prescribed medication for greatness

The pain is breaking my brain, it’s making a change in my soul

To keep a hundred the change if following hollowing holes of sorrows to swallow me whole tomorrow when I will be gone

[Borrow me all these songs]

{I’m ready for pissing these Bobby Kellies off

Mentioning by their government pension number their interest for real}

You’ll tell me that I’m acting crazy

Then you goin’ tell me that I’m average baby

Goin’ make me believe that I could never be accoladed

But me and my insecurities are fucking acclimated

I’m just insufficient, black and hated

(Nigel-Chorus)

Inside your

[Security]

Sad young ****, why you down bad cause you mad my ****?

[Get this **** out of here]

Inside your

[Security]

Nah ****, you was not enough

No, you was not enough

[Get this motherfucker out of here]

Mmmmmmmmm inside your…….

Inside your

Inside your

Inside your

(Cairo-Second Verse)

Why?

Why?

Why MC ey?(YMCA)

What is this rapping gift?

What is this packaging?

“Don’t bring it back again”

That’s what my idol told me and now I’m insecure, I’ll probably never show it

My mind won’t stay still, I’ll probably never focus so let the waves baptize me in this very ocean

Let me be frank, I’ve been thinking ‘bout you but sometimes I get to question if it’s really ‘bout you

I thought I could do it, I was really ‘bout to

Don’t leave my heart racing, Le Mans

I don’t want to live in a façade given a massage from the government of governments

Isaiah Rashad, I’ve been living by the pavement

Emotions on some other shit

“Aborting the mother ship”

That’s what Francis said and now Francis dead

Ain’t that fucking funny?

Ain’t no milk and honey

I hate confrontation, but my heart’s impatient

Feel my insides bleed like I’m ovulating

Everything I say is wrong,

EVERYTHING I SAY IS WRONG

Man, I don’t know why I put this in this motherfucking song

(Nigel-Chorus)

Inside your

[Security]

Sad young ****, why you down bad cause you mad my ****?

[Get this **** out of here]

Inside your

[Security]

Nah ****, you was not enough

No, you was not enough

[Get this motherfucker out of here]

Mmmmmmmmm inside your…….

Inside your

Inside your

Inside your