She was there for your father’s funeral
The love y’all shared was unusual
Every turn you was there when his son had the flu
Nothing compares, y’all were beautiful
Then you marry her, and it’ll be that same chick that’ll cheat on you

Now how that feels
When the child you raised, you used to throw the ball with, grows up and say that you’re not real?
You ever brung someone a meal while they in bed
Soon as you turn your head
They got the imaginary finger gun pointed at you likе they shooting to kill?
It’s enough to give your arms thе chills
I find the youth the bill
Only the truth can heal
Or maybe we need more weed farm skills
Roll it and smoke it, but we all on pills
Where did we go wrong? Nuclear bomb testing fields
Weapons concealed
Federal suggestions [?]
No one questions their will
Just film collections and stills
Unreal elections revealed
Until a reflection Emmett Till
It’s like we lost [?] Israel
We march with police killers, but we don’t march when we kill ourselves
Dying in heaven and living in hell
Wait, try this on your plate
A vision hard to erase
You started out as best friends
From friends to brothers
From brothers to him pointing a gun in your face
I picture the sun above a lake
Children run in coffee breaks
Mister Softee ice cream cakes
Saturday mornings, old people walking
A labyrinth forest, I’m headed for the orbit
Outdoor cafe, summer in August
From clouds to fogs to rainfall
Every flower specie must bloom
Briefly very leafly reishi mushrooms
Found in teepees, they steep tea in cups brewed
Around fifteen I was a fan of Wild Style and Krush Groove
Now I’ve grown up to microphones clutched, check one two
Am I allowed enough? Can y’all hear me in the back?
Throw your hands up if it’s too loud or muffled
Now after I’m done it will never be the same
An invention on the mic that will change everything
Many lived before me
Told her or his stories
Placed in they pyramids for glory
Such primitive categories
My raps invented in laboratories
Apartment 2D and 4D
Invented the formula
Here it warms your blood
A furious storm above
Then it’s calm like water doves
In normal love
It’s a formal drug
Since a shorty