dawn

N####’s talkin like you ain’t made progress,

Swimming round this lake like my name is Loch Ness.

See the hands of my brother man choking,

Lucky we in this shallow shit, we ain’t in the ocean.

Your problems are nothing to a little girl in Palestine,

Believing in my heart,that a white man should never rhyme.

I’ll meet you somewhere, somewhere by the coast, when I get there,I’m meeting with a ghost 👻

You be standing there, looking like toast,

Said this life been hard,hard on you friend.

Your skin is mostly scars, your brain is retard, used to be up,now you don’t even own a car.

Yo teef is falling, falling straight out,you stagger like a cracka have gout.

This was a bad idea.

I like em though.

I get a kick out of executing thoughts that shouldn’t be.

And I’m standing in a line at the bank, these people act like they shit don’t stank.

Alright, I’m done

My bad