Yo Times are ill

N I'm usually not the one to use poison to distill

The situation

But this time I'm contemplating

I'm sum like Peyton

When I throw a statement

Nothing but Deep

I fight for a life I ain't gotta keep

Fighting for my life like playing a tug of the war

Back n Forth

Is it the demons or yours

Times are ill

I'm tryna build

A stronger wall to keep the Devil out

I call on God to help figure out

Display me a route

He asked why I stomp n pout

Are u actually having a doubt

U weren't saying nothing about

The gifts I blessed

I gave u breath

The hints I left

To clean yo mess

But know u stressed

While I see if u can pass a test

Even tho u different u jus like the rest

He usually fills my cup n tank to the fullest

But Now I'm acting foolish

Hate the excuse jus being human

I'm tryna get deeper wit spirituality

But the Devil keep grabbing me

Tryna destroy our gravity

Cuz I ain't tryna make no more mistakes myself

Sometimes God forgives me when Ion forgive myself

**** don't inspire me I inspire myself

By my talent N gifts God handed me

Barely competition so I'm tryna be better than me

I gotta make it, this God's plan

No plan B

I plan to be

The greatest u can ever see

Not gon stop til everybody

Gets the memo

N Yes from N-O

N They all play my demo

Like 2k fo it drop

What's a plot

If it's never executed

U talkin jus do it

I jus do it

Like breathing the air or fish to the fluids

Can't configure my mind

I'm leavin em clueless

Like it's their first time

On the sticks

Wish people in the game keep it real a lil bit

So it wouldn't seem so strange

When this realness hit

I'm spitting it

Regardless if u filling it

This dope I spit

All pure, no need for censorship

Yo here sum product to flip

Music straight to yo do

Dope man on the pull up

Ain't talm bout gas but the lyrics fill up

Empty spaces where knowledge lack

I gotchu when no one else got yo back

Mess wit me and u get a lot of smoke fo sum little

Like trey 5s for the Deuce 5

Nowadays I need Whoo Sa

So don't be talking that Hu Pla

All onna track

Jack

Of many trades

But an Ace in Rappin

My main passion

Do u know u snapping

I know I'm great

But Thanks for asking

I ain't masking the truth

I Keep the roots on my sleeve

My Hair is the leaves

I let it blow

Windows down with the breeze

They profile cuz all they see

Is me

In this white big body

Tahoe chevy

Bet they never met me but O so ready

To Judge N neglect my rap sheets inside the book

You'll neva see if u don't look

Sometimes I'm too deep fo me

Which allows me to sink into my soul

That's where I was at when I wrote these scrolls

Plus my flows

Faster than a crack fiend

Pass me the rock

Bet u I'll make the shot

Ha!

**** talk nonsense

I spit conscience

They lack content

Then claim I'm sleeping on em when they the ones not woke

I speak nothing but real **** quotes

If u was in Holy Water would u float?

Dang near burned alive

Like near fireworks on the 4th of July

This jus exercise

Of the lyrics

U don't wanna hear it

When it's in full effect

I'm yo biggest threat

Like someone called in n said they gon bomb yo set

Rookie but really a vet

Without the battle wounds

Cuz I never losed

U can bring yo goons

Look like army of one to an army of many

When God wit me

Even in the city

They mistake me fo a Blood n Esse

But I don't trap I help Escape

Wit a rap

Clean as water but I ain't wit yall waves

It's more like a maze stuck in society's ways

Like the Wack music that plays

Don't worry today

Music straight to yo do

Dope man on the pull up

Ain't talm bout gas but the lyrics fill up

Empty spaces where knowledge lack

I gotchu when no one else got yo back