Raw Thoughts

Raw thoughts, no cap My brain kinda black in the back For days I been trapped in a sack This train on attack and in fact I been tryna think for a while Put ink on the paper to draw me a smile Ooh But it didn't work Life it is walking on me like a tile Ooh Gimme a shirt A rag or a napkin for wiping my eyes Ooh Shit sir Take it all back back Cause i think I that lied Ooh look at this guy He go through a lot but refusing to cry The tears in his eyes only comply never or whenever all the pigs fly Falling my foes Gone be another that's falling before Gone be another who gone go erode Cause mind took his soul And he put on the road And he step on it woah To let everyone know That this man gonna blow And he lifting his flow So the heavens gone know And they see that he ready for greater Like Freddy or Jason he cutting Cutting through everyone pushing his buttons I go on top of the line Look it I know my identity fine So anyone telling me I am not bound for the top Could go kick a rock Never gone stop Cooking the pot This is my plot That I pick like a lock I'm slick with the bop I don't trip on a sock And I'm sick and I'm hot That's a fever I got Mind too hot for this game word Who on top of this flame burn Ima rock with these same words Before the track the words came first Mind too hot for this game word Who on top of this flame burn Ima rock with these same words Before the track the words came first I got these stacks of bars in my tool kit They all hit like a pool stick No matter who I'm in the room with I'm still fly like the broomstick Till I die I'm the coolest This smooth flow where the pool is This flow is sick it's the cruelest So why am I still insecure Back of my head it is telling me no That i am never gone make it all That I am not gonna grow anymore Why can't I put all my toes on the floor When I do reach for the knob on the door My fingers get tense they don't know what's in store They selling me short like I'm counting to four Selling me something I cannot afford I cant afford to be held by the limits Pretending that I cannot rap is a gimmick Been getting strong I been eating my spinach And to all the foes I been keeping attendance Ready for anyone betting on odds of me losing These bars are reloading like bodily fluids To anyone doubting I'll prove that I'll do it You act like a mountain my faith it will move it Overdose on my flow You get high you can't touch the floor Flow is a drug to keep it a buck Listen you stuck on the man's You kissing his hands Only a glance You stuck on the bands Gimme a map And I give you a plan You stuck in my sand Getting fried like a pan Who could be doubting that mind is the man Ah Damn!