INDIGENOUS WINDZ

You ever felt like a failure and the shame don't stop And every time you make a way it's like the road gets blocked Some times the gold is in the rubbish under plane old rocks I Want bezo stock, pesos to take old blocks Will I forever plummet? From above it to ever lasting dungeons In the devil clutches, where the smell of flesh burns redundant But now I'm working at the matinee seeing talent at display hoping that my art will reach that part of fame What happens when the same adults that used to give you guidance tell yo ass get lost And what you thought was love is really dying? Crazy cause the ones you trust be the most defiant Still my greatest blessings was always dressed in the best disguises Sky's the limit, is it? with my potential I could dwindle physics And turn a dessert to a little blizzard I'm thankful for my wife , she's the better half of me And With all my blemishes she seem to cure the acne Somethings calling to this path of sounds and organs Not the rapid fortune, but the vast endorphins from this rap is awesome Still grinding for them max endorsements Growing pains streaming through my veins like I was a bastard Orphan My little Homie mad distracted, he tries to pay attention but he can't afford it, His father never Bought it I like talking to them troubled kids, benefits from the government Stove heated homes with oven mitts I give back but don't got shit, no Racks to pop shit No Cadillac or drop-top whip Only cats stuck in a box flock to nonsense In they bag, really they trapped like Trav moshpits I found wealth within my knowledge, Bed-Stuys novelist My every page is worth ten scholarships Recognize who the muthafuckin problem is, My reputation in ya favorite continents Muthafucka