See my pain through my eyes,
Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice
My demeanor, thirty years my senior
And if my mother answer, i'll ask her
Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit
I go hard but like a boner in public i try to hide it
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant
So she just sit while settling for the lesser
My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure
My nitty bag, my kitty boost
Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.
Hopin' that my niggas see
These my rhymes and my story
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