Times changing
Life rearranging
Am I to make a difference
Or just stay here complacent
Will I fly to Sicily
Or other parts of Italy
Sure thought I was brittle
But the weather really been a breeze
Yeah the rain ain't so cold no more
Kinda used to the showers
I try to keep control
Tryna keep like I'm a flower and
Just attempt to grow
But I'm still tempted to slow
Weather, seasons,
Frequent changes
Years, months, hours, seconds, days and
Minutes
Never ever be the same
And people
Is equivalent
Is it a shame
Or a good thang
Man
You fix your flaws or
Did you exchange them
For some different ones
When it's beef
You seeking peace
Or you getting bigger guns
And if you do man
Is it really wrong?
Don't know the truth
This just journal son
Okay
Hear me out
Nah check it
This is real
Change
It don't slow for no Shaquille O Neal
No matter who really are
Some things an equal field
No one beat death or taxes
In this f*cking land of steel this
Land of thieves
Land of fleeing from the problems
Seek solution in the bottom
Of a bottle
All these changes make me grovel
Make me swallow my heart
Cause you can't see them tomorrow
When death do you part
Hard to accept this new model
Of how things really are
I done grew away from friends
Thought they'd always be my homies
But the distance or the greed or the trauma
Made it lonely
Don't think anyone to blame
We was young
Not really knowing
What we wanted with our life
Smoking weed
Playing oldies
Gta up on the screen
Controller in my hand
Bout to load another dab
I swear this never gonna end
But it did
Am I sad?
Not really listen man
I just sometimes feel nostalgic
When I hear those songs again but
It was depressing sitting just wasting time away
I'm happier spitting way
Less people in my space
Only real homies left
Even if they far away
Everytime I see em
It's like we didn't miss a day
I got brothers, I got family
And I got a babe
Anybody else at this point
Just a mistake
Ain't no shade to y'all
But time ain't what you waste
It's my team I want to ball
Y'all gotta pave your lane
Most of all these changes that I seen they come from death
People picking up the pieces after grieving
Like what's next
It's impossible to answer
With a gap like this to fill
Lost your mom or son cancer
Now who you turn to blame and kill
Bro died in his later twenties
All he knew was chairs with wheels
Cousin died when she a baby
But thats before Apex was here
Couple other peoples stories it
Probably ain't right for me to tell
I just know that it ain't stopping
Like comets and common fears
Death rule everything around me
Dream
You better follow em
It's always coming man