Slow Burn (Interlude)

What was the point in even doing it The only soil that you loyal too gonna keep you in it Them conversations you've been having come from out of spite You sound as phony as the lies you took the time to write You can't discredit my name in my own city When everything I could have possibly done I already did it We'll let the proof be in the pudding sugar I got way too much to lose to sit here And put up with you like The only thing I ever did was be down Could have had it all we was the talk to this town Its kind of crazy just how shady all this shit done went down And pretty soon we gonna be faced with truths and colors come out And mine are shining so bright I wake up thankful everyday I know you're sleepless at night I wouldn't wanna be alone in any battle I fight And when it comes to picking sides There ain't no left when I'm right Ooh Ooh Ooh And when it comes to picking sides There ain't no left when I'm right Ooh Ooh Ooh And when it comes to picking sides There ain't no left when I'm right