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WONDER BOYS ft. Person
- //Person
- This has been my least productive period,
- everyone just sees me reluctant here again
- All the constant seriousness has drained me and maybe made me lost experience
- Heard these ai artists arising that had me quickly turned off my hearing aid (ha)
- But I’ve once made you all harmless and feared the pen once I had these verses layered
- But it turned the pages of my life to a new chapter wondering if I’ve served my place or
- Accomplished enough, my conscience erupts as I write the thoughts of a bored creator (well)
- Over a decade I’ve survived, really no surprised but creative mode has been switched to survival
- No infinite supplies embedded in my mind as my palm is on its last block as it written its final
- Song but I’ve been in denial, left in a spiral of loose ideas where I really can’t make a title
- Especially when you can only write when emotionally driven and openly present it
- Got a token of respect when being broken, watch corrosion build &my devotion went missin
- Slowly oxidizing from the brawns/bronze and the brains just like the statue of liberty
- Some days I write with only half availability, it gets bad when nobody asked you to deliver the
- Verse you promised them, got your lies all rehearsed like congressmen (damn)
- It hurts to jog the memories into a story when you already had captured ‘em vividly (but)
- As the coming years flies by, nothing’s near sighted, I can’t see what is in front of me
- The future’s darker than Halloween, at these times it’s harder to harvest ink
- To build a broader discography as you remain in place at the top of conquering
- Expected to fall off like Autumn leaves, somehow you get a spark from underneath
- Like your heart’s starting to beat, which is the ONE I choose write to &sung some prophecies
- I’ve had some thoughts of probably retiring entirely but it makes me nauseous honestly
- It gave me a bunch of stomachaches because even though I’m no longer in my prime
- But stronger in these times, what a honor it just seems to be able to go on for since my high
- School days, but I can feel this fire in my pen is about ready to expire any min ute
- I hope I inspire many friends and foes, ya want to see the smoke fly higher with the wind
- Blowing away in the clouds, prayed I go out and hoping that my retirement begins
- Yet, I’m still here giving you hell while 90% of you still cannot decipher my shit.
- //CSL
- Feelings reveal to no avail, the ink on my page begins to spill
- Am I lacking motivation or has the time passed me by with skill
- Can’t stay on topic, maybe I lost it, or maybe there’s layers to peel
- Am I getting soft and just embedding targets to cover my lonely spiels
- And you know it’s real when the beats on repeat but still there’s no appeal
- Trying to fill the shoes I made for myself and walk up the sloping hill
- Got a whole concept and hope it kills but feel like it’s lacking the real
- Reeling myself to complete a topic I hope you all can feel
- Thoughts so cold it could turn arsenic rain into hardened hail
- I’m hardly healed, been hailed as king but the crown lately ain’t been fitting well
- I done touched on the topic of when I almost lost it
- Pills flooding my system, the music had helped me ween off it
- And now it seems that beef is the only thing that interests me
- How easily I could kill a beat and pick off a target mercilessly
- And maybe that’s why I went back and let the past come and repeat
- Cause me beefing with Jeezy was tryna see if I still got what it takes to spit a scheme
- It’s been 8 months and I ain’t wrote a fucking thing worth repeating
- Been recycling old songs to see if I can search for a topic or meaning
- Then I hit up Person, didn’t have no concept, but told him what I had in mind
- Said he loved the beat and direction then spit a verse that brought the spark to life
- It’s funny I was looking at enemies to give me a reason to write
- And all it took was a peer to show me there’s more than just picking fights
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