Author's Note

Back in undergrad Started dodging class Student finance bought a mic Got me jumping on the tracks Running wild Got a milli on my mind F*ck about Angels never meant To drag us to the light But the dark sure Do linger on my mind I stand my ground Man you know what I'm about Make a living living life But how we living leveled up tho I'm high now Speaking to the upmost F*ck it if you feel us Imma tell you just what's up tho Imma take you chick And no my name no Alejandro Don't be acting like you A stranger to the gators I see you walking away But Don bet I see you later Don't stress I got your Number from the waiter Man f*ck a code Love a war I sure do Reminding me of all Of the dailies as a young youth Don't mind me B cause I go crazy in the ol' booth Been dreaming off this shit To just be living off this shit Since way back in primary Now its been 2 years Since I dropped out But maintained high grade Just a different class From what we rolled Back in Markfield Holding down the court Man damn it if the dusk hit Dawn after dark is a must G Couple paracetamols Then I'm back up on the run I could never trust these hoes Tryna take over my heart Blunt I be sometimes But doubt you I do straight Cannot trust a word Cause this world Don't know touses F*ck am I gon do I got Randevou next Tuesday Balance in the minutes Till that Thursday I gotta reach deep In my pocket imma Switch gear I got a speeding problem