This is a song about "July 23"

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

23. lyricism is my one and only vision,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Got smite, 'here lies, on the fourth of july', they recite as you cried tears,

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression

Rationality in dementia a walk into my paradoxical dimension,

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

The journey unkind , at times , confined , desperation combined , with the fact i

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Jesus! this god-forsaken, generation! they can't even have a normal conversation!

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

But regrettable lines and all those failures were making my consciousnesses forgettable