April Showers

It's truly a wicked, fucked up state of living we in, I tell you Real shit Friendships compromised with their ill agendas Thinking they gaining something from it Too many lines crossed Too many lives lost Too many, got damn it There's no way to doubt the saying "when it rains, it pours" Best to grab your ponchos and umbrellas Cause life'll test ya, shit, I got the bandwidth Enlightened knowledge, for who truly down, and down for plotting Never smite the hand that pushed the pen to take him out it Turning nothing to extravagance; the canvas took me to the islands It's what you make it, best to take your chance, don't cry about it This shit is tough, thus is life And ain't no way around it But still the feel's unfair; the shooting stars Too many lost from succumbing to a follow through and fall These added pressures follow suit, if tailored just for you; they fit aloof Pray you through just cause your passions deeper than they truths What's a man to do when adversaries Pigs in blue is reaching 'for they reaching you? Before they speak to you, let's create familiar ground And keep they evils mute I'm tryna tell you bout it Spent a quarter of my life just getting by and buying frivolous shit Loss an ounce on what's important, couple women and shit Now it's hard to spot a Queen that's underneath the beat The simplest shit peak they interest Fall in lust, and now they seek forgiveness Too many times I witnessed; so now, I share the love, just at a distance Acquired wisdom through the years, and narrowed down my friend list Invest in self, protect your health, the numbers stacked against us And if you felt this, shit, this maybe for you I'm done with all pretending Too many showers saturate, parading all that fake shit But wash away what's real It's quite ironic now we in a drought The sun is out, but still a means To break a sweat aint take the vision any way but mountains Catch a picture from the whip, I move like Ye about it I ain't crazy Master Art and Giving All that's well And pray my gestures only met with cheers Instead of tears and bullets from a common section Too many times that shit happen, when it rains, I catch it Just hope a pasture grow from mulling back and forth between the land And rapping on my own This is a WhoIsAriel beat Like, who the F*CK is the nigga? Cause this shit is crazy Feeling that Let the record show I recorded this on March 9 The day we lost the greatest rapper alive