MAY 23rd

I wrote this on the day I lost my job Thought I wouldn't come back with that fire F*ck you thought I aint talkin' bullets I mean lyrics That's a lob Kaepernick my quarterback If I could pick the squad Civil disobedience the only way to rob them They don't even know it But they just made them a problem Worked four years for him And found out through a text That's cutthroat They really at a nigga's neck Like what's next My mama was deported on this Monday At this rate am I gon make it Til this til this Sunday Only thing that keep a nigga goin' Faith in God That and my wife My purchased home and two dogs F*ck I'm blessed You would think this type of news Would have me stressed nah They just put another fuckin' staple In my chest huh Life is taking shape I don't even gotta flex This is based on true events Shout out to my nigga Trig This the take off They did this shit while I was on vacay Literally I write this to you Staying where I don't stay Lock me out my email I can't see what led to this day I was in the hospital That was just this past Wednesday But I aint even trippin' Cause I caught up on my sleep Back to the dream Back to the dream Back to the dream Do I need gas or the lean No just gasoline Got me speeding back To what this life actually means And that's God That's God That's God That's Jah Yahweh Allah That's God It's all God