ATLANTIC

Yeah Ay As I recline I got my mind spent Thinking about days we didn't have Because of nonsense But It was timeless I packed my bags I left my Mom Shit Had to get my feet wet Before you jump in that Ocean Be sure to take a deep breath But it ain't certainty's There will be seats left Face time calls watching my Grandma slowly rot F*ck an Opp Cant retaliate When cancer spin the block Poison running through her bones Struggling to hold the phone I gotta listen to her moan like what the f*ck She use to hit the lotto playing Keeno Then I had to watch her lose her hair Because of chemo Still got family on the block trying eat Mixing wock wit the weed Doing hand to hands Still trying provide for they seed You know we struggle with greed Taking so long with help That we forget what they need Had to roll up sleeve I'm not tripping as long as the lord accepts it Be cordial Brethren It's more to Legend Can't ignore my presence I stepped up my pace I still love my city and I still rep my state But I strive to be bigger I lost friends that was in poverty with me I mean you gotta be kidding If you not properly conditioned How you surviving the mission Aw man find myself in the need of repentance Often cast my sins in the sea of forgiveness Could have made this for myself But I need a witness