Surplus

I Need a surplus of everything Like sir plus the commas Or shawty surplus all Don't be asking what I'm on Mind yah own, pardon me Eating but still need some mo Till its clogged artery Till my bank got hella Os Like it's oriely theme song I refuse to go and not see brighter lights These streets cold Proven colder than it ever was described to me Prices keep going up Niggas popping downers see They conscious starts revealing self Acceptance is the hardest thing So many wars within one's self Frag in explosive being Lashing out won't help the healing Holding it prolongs the beast Stopped smoking loud controlled my spirit Cutting all my vices be in tune with self Hope y'all can hear it In these words I've Tightened strings Vent to you with all my lyrics Till absolved withdrawn deceased Tried to cut the world off Look at that I lost the scissors Work like well oiled machine Testing different mechanisms People changing like mystique Uncertainty and skepticism What's that smell it's hell it stinks Shitting on these wretched niggas See it was much more to me Where's the love the passion for it Hairs raised the closest calls Race of death get passed like tortes Saying lord please bless us all Even those that don't deserve it Used to want to see some fall Realized they're never meant to flourish What's that mean for me and mine To go the distance Do I distance myself from a frugal mind To have the most But want the least comes naturally Or how Ill find that having less will make me more determined like I gotta find a way to make some more arrive Before I die I must prevail These other souls content as hell Never me I won't forever work to end at corporate sales Not knocking hustles not all I Need even more for self Ive reached the age to question why generational curses still Standing tall Damn you all Leaving it all up to me They know they wrong 3rd times a charm the ties will meet the cutlery I cut em off but sometimes it still feels as if they stuck with me I've been told that way is wrong I'm changing so the devil winning If I chose to play along I'm sure I'd be the one who's swimming In demise pushed to limits never want to kill a soul Way past a whim that's how I'm feeling So Proud with how Ive evolved Dead to me but still they living Finally I answer call Don't be asking what I'm on Mind yah own, pardon me Eating but still need some mo Till its clogged artery Till my bank got hella Os Like it's oriely theme song I refuse to go and not see brighter lights These streets cold Proven colder than it ever was described to me Prices keep going up Niggas popping downers see They conscious starts revealing self Acceptance is the hardest thing Lashing out won't help the healing Holding it prolongs the beast I need a surplus of everything A surplus of blessing A surplus of wealth A surplus of good heath A surplus of life God bless