Repercussions

Yeah, yeah I feel like I've been waitin' for somebody, something But, I just keep goin' Yeah 'Round town Milk stop 'round the corner Never needed shit I prolly always been beyond this Short ties with some heads, I file loner Used to wanna be the flyest But I think that's been decided Shit, my head up in the sky Finally I've arrived Into space, can't hear no cryin' No more percussions of denial This black is more than nothingness I know you wanna run from this Disgusting as it tastes It takes a man to go and face this shit Don't really ever fake this shit I'm tryna get my shit together Homie tell me where the weather at today I'm getting' kinda lonely, but I'm really tryna hide away Faces in my air I'm seeing angels as I climb the gate Feel I'm nearing of the struggle Light be shining' through the jungle Know dog, this is just a hustle So, it's kinda hard to trust 'em It's kinda hard to trust 'em