MAESTRO

I woke up, had a spliff already rolled up Brushed my teeth and smoked one on some Dre on the wash shit Topics of nonsense, all over my feed Walking up a flight of steps, holding my chest I couldn't breathe Had a baby, deuce deuce, got it tucked all in my jeans All cause people dying young, and don't live enough to see their dreams Esoteric for the means, bet it's blessing me like sneeze Ferragamo for the belt, that was back in 2016 I got a lot of stories to tell About how I woke up at hell, and how I turned it all to heaven How you people want me to fail?Bet they feel this shit like braille Bet they waiting on the drop, like a package in the mail Now watch how I prevail, regardless, rain, sleet, snow and fucking hail Inhale an L, and a six pack of ale Ew, shit so sick it make you feel real Serving hot plates, like a full meal of veal Still, tipping like I'm Mike Jones Decipher then recite poems, remain lit like light bulbs Face a fucking 8th until I'm right homes Stumbling to the 9th though, Ceddy Sosa Also known as a Maestro