Vol. 1

Alright we ready Volume one Chapter one Verse one Take one Look at what a blessing Allah has blessed me with The ability to speak articulate and eloquent My niggas hear me rap and they tell me it's heaven sent Sometimes I hear my raps and think look what the devil did Over impressionable with this precious gift I never went to Precious Gifts but knew I was a precious kid Ain't always have the freshest kicks but always in the mix I bought a zip n bust it down to nicks thought I was movin' bricks Yea it must be in my blood I always been a lil arrogant Every time it go away it pop back up like there it is I wonder if it's haram for me to be here sharing this Or is it worse to know some shit with nobody to share it with Yea I had a couple kids but lost the one I'm supposed to share em with What's meant to be will be I swear you won't hear me complain again You see my nigga died he was a teen I know his mom exhausted Remember when I heard the news a nigga damn near lost it He tried to settle a dispute it cost his fam a coffin Thinkin' hard I hit the blunt until it had me coughin' I put the bottle down I almost drown in my apartment Workin' on myself the suicidal thoughts departed You live through faith or live in fear you're gonna die regardless So I made a promise to my kids I'll always go the hardest Inshallah