I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my precedented engagement to seem beautiful again
Wipe the smudges off my Dior's
What's 8k vision if the lens was never cleared off
Here's a sharper imagine
Couscous on Morrocan linens
Two green-eyed curly haired caramels living
I'll deny any bag that they offering
I don't live to uninspired off novices
We work way to hard to be the demigods
Tell them that's Jay R8 & diablo Par
This is second nature I can do this in my sleep
Narcoleptic septic tank shit on your cliché rhyme schemes
Cool as a cucumber tripping over views numbers
A few blunders
Growing pains keep you under
Suffocating to breathe deep
I'm knee-deep
Guess who got them counting on black sheep now that's we
Pardon if I speak about the problems that I see
I'd be a martyr
I'd die before the dishonouring of me
Let it breathe
For it is too young to determine this as the coldest year yet
Though the skies seem bleaker
Salt covered ground
And others a melting sun
I too am grasping for a reality outside the fickleness
Let me catch my second wind
I've got a couple miles on me don't cry for me
Swallow all of your pride homie
Re-introduction of the two fools that never quit
We steady lit always ready for some petty shit
Each day I get more reasons I should stop
Get discouraged but I'm not
Simply for the reason
I got a reasonable shot of leaving with the sneakers that I'm feining to cop
Feeling defeated but never leaving my spot
Hopeful
Flood the gates
Two aquarian
Breaking down all the barriers
Carry the cross
While they stay laughing in full hysteria
Blood on these marble floors
Grab the crown with the head of course
Sit in on velvet throne
Tell them it's mine as they wipe the floor
Take these beautiful lines I present
Similar to where her ass and thighs connect
I never justify to lie when my life blessed
That Benatton on my neck means it's life or death
Now catch your breath let it breathe
Waiting
Beautiful again
Reality
Young