i'm better than older versions of me

i've a veteran when it comes to defeat

my skeleton's never bend to be broken

my melanin's ever-present in me

the storm in me questions whether to chill,

or continue to let rage tether my will to build

until then, i'd rather feather my quill

so pass me the fire, i'm tryna get higher

i'm wrestled with conflicts center on topics of liberation

i'm riddled with demons, it's time to release them once and for all

i'm dealing with burdens I never deserved, yet i'm responsible

the wheels gone keep turning, and imma keep burning, so baby roll up

and...

no matter what u do, please don't pass my spliff around the room

if you fwm u gonna always send that shit right byke to me