Yeah never understand how people can be complicated
Never knew my step father wasn't obligated
Got my show in July but stuck with seven blessings
Barbers clipping and kids flipping like cuts n bruises
Momma's tripping and daddy's tripping like rents n scrooges
I'm just living in my bed thoughts
I'm just dusty like the bed rugs
Uh
One second that I'm here and the second I'm gone
Got the shaq up in my dunk with the Kobe ric flair
Just cause niggas rock your jersey cause they ain't on your team
Watch them niggas switching up while you chasing your dreams
Watch them bullets shoot like stray cause they down by the street
I see blood in my eyes I ain't talking about Mary
I see difficult lies I ain't talking about Eddie
I see people switching ties I ain't talking about wakes
I'm just a human mind with no third eye vision
I'm just a bed rug with a diffrent experience
But y'all just wanna dance not listen to lyrics
With no detail description
Just like a bed rug
Every word in my rhyme is a scope to me
Every bar I spit blood is a cross for me
Every fire in my round is a token for me
And any hater want hands out like they doubted at me
Any feelings that I kept is a burn to me and
Every secret that I kept is a bullet for me
Every blood that I shared is a virus to me and its a virus to me
Just like a bed rug