Things aint the same (interlude)

things aint the same for young dainine

who we thought crossed a line

wordplay so fine we undermine

the fact it's divine

we claim "it's mine, he took my line"

and make it sound like its fine whine

and we don't know how or why

we lurk through meadows and jungles, even cut some vines

lie low to avoid a high fine

only it to be a high five in disguise

tear succumb even when intend not to cry

who am i to lie to all but my

own self im that type of a guy

pipe down before we see a demise

that we despise, we aint no spies

half of us use ai and hate others on using the same gemini

them and i aint the same, who would claim that title and hide

i ain't taking no leap of faith if anyone says im trynna suicide

push the squad, the journey is a do or die

do it, i wouldn't push it,

move it

before i loose it

who is it, whose trynna be the guide

we don't lookalike, you trynna hook a guy

pull a knife, scrutinize me for who am i

who i became, you ain't the main so

kudos to the fact who chose to change

moon rose different everyday

why do i have to point it out,

no one gives a care

until i say

its like a nightmare that i cant escape

like everyone into rap when escobar comes up again

adding up a sixth of an ounce of care welp be aware of it

who you hold close might suddenly be barren of emotions for the point of it

erode under your noses for the joint or shit

its an epitome, yet you pitty me for the point of shit

join the hips before breaking the joints that hold your hips

point at this, claim its picasso and reminisce

when its about pushing parapelegic people out of there prestigious

piloting the pivot to pioneer the present

paramedics circling problematic patients

that paste a pile of papers on their genitals

generational mishap that shapes us to this mismatch

generally i ain't that generic person to persevere without general preparations

presentation unclear when i am generous so don't act out like i meant to give a genesis

why is it that they compare my acts to the geneva convention

i ain't a gem but i am not one of them

i'm still rendering the rear ending like a car bender's in

men goes thundering when they stumble into wrong lightening

it's not so enlighting but hey,

its just better than anything that you have been noticing