leaves.

Receive the finer things cause I have a calmer temperament That temperament's the leverage I need to claim a settlement Settling on dollar bills and high heels for the woman that birthed me, shoutout mama Harboring trauma, double standards: unlawful I ain't really into foreign concepts and karma It's unthought of To speak about something other than sexual encounters and what comes with the subject matter, gold platter More problems More bottles More broke fathers hand in hand in S.N.A.P. lines with the single mothers Divorcing co-conspirators who made a fear of the offspring that sprung entombed from their mother's womb Lord, sweep away the misery with the loving broom Someone with a purpose in this life: I was groomed To be a man with a passion and without a doubt, in tune I despise going outside my bedroom I don't want to feel no more I don't want to heal no more I don't want to live no more Desperation of a condemned man, make it happen My success is the instigation leading to the provocation of the white man and the cold, corrupt law-makers Tax the money, brutal tactics, what does that make us? Ill-equipped laborers? Unfavorables? Quite debatable if modern day music is relatable, they all talk about luxuries unattainable Rubbish But who am I to speak on this guise? I just want to be immortalized Heinous Why'd he even think to create us? We kill each other off, scrap for money, we're the basis Of a failed upbringing, hear the fat lady singing, "I told you little whippersnappers the bell of death is ringing" I don't want to feel no more I don't want to heal no more I don't want to live no more Desperation of a condemned man, make it happen