Musket Leather

Yo they wanna do me like George Floyd and strangle the voice The power of tongue I rose from a chamber of noise They fucking hate me Take this automatic off safety put ya daughter on wall and give her forced babies Every hour I see reminders of me squandering youngins who smuggle where poverty be Retried elders Who work they whole life still failed us Wasn't there to raise they sons filtered them with error The less a nigga given then the more that he becomes I was depressive in a mirror blunt torching in my lungs Metamorphosis drug had me strung tortured from a young Like an orphan was awkward yet I fortunately won I pulled the plug education my pockets was funny My father would shun me said that I'll be starving and bummy When you hungry you do things regret may burden Checks ain't certain I have sex and still feel worthless My head aches put the pain in the back of my mind Mother sick brain tumors it's a matter of time I just hope to bring her light with the way imma shine Get paid or signed Everyday is a grind Fear and loathing in Long Island I bore the women of my age but excite the right cougars Who never shade cause they see my bright light future Coach told me nigga you ain't gotta write too much Shit yours make a couple changes and maneuver I still miss Nina cruising Bumping La Lupe Musuem tours for art Tuesday Truth is Love is touché and for my next it's too late Shits faker lamer then Trump's toupee Gets rough when you down on ya dick hypodermic needles got my man's stuck in a trip He from the heights no job but he puffing a spliff Mother died and his girl left nothing but kids There's parts of story like when I was molested More then one time with babysitters I was left wit Now I try escaping with the women that I slept wit It's my confessions gets worst but I neglect it Survival suppress the dark shit my life's vital Contemplating only makes a nigga suicidal I love it old school killer ima musket Tough as the leather that was made out of Tuscan nigga (Tuscan leather nigga) Tuscan leather nigga (Tuscan leather nigga) (Fear and loathing) Sippin lean out a canteen panicking when I look at my gram screen Motherfuckers scream but can't see the grand scheme Of this life shit fake niggas mad trifling Despite they bad living they rather act righteous Breaking up ya cypher excites them Decipher deception and the lies 'fore they strike like lightning Hard to predict grownin up I saw horrible shit Started running with the awfullest kids Who be lost and felt no love where they was brought up Pops locked up and my mom won't even bother to raise me My grandmother's unofficial baby taking me away from pain into her safety I thank the Universe for blessing me with her Everyday I see a terrible image get a little resolution My bond with the mind is abusive Finally realizing time's an illusion Rhyme to recoup my inner peace entities Entering a dream see the dead in my sleep And speak to all those on the other side Lost soul on a road to the nether and I wonder why (and I wonder why) Lost soul on a road to the nether and I wonder why (and I wonder why x3) (Fear and loathing)