Thinking about Mari and how close we used to be

Just another on a long list of those who don’t fuck with me

Some have their reasons and some are phony

Shout out to my bitch ass dad and his side of the family

Looking at life and wondering if I’d really sell my soul if I could

It’s just a thought, I’m not saying I would

But as a young black man diagnosed insane

It’s hard to separate my purpose from my pain

That’s why my art only gives light to dark times

That’s why I listen Nip and Pac when it’s time to rhyme

If I had three wishes the first would be just to be free

Fuck the other two a nigga just wants some peace finally


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