August

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As I prepare myself for becoming one of the best alive
I turn my head and notice distance between me and the guys 
That i've befriended in my life who just haven't gotten a grip 
I grab a hold of a pen 
They grab a hold of a pen 
But yes i pen with this pen 
And they blow Os with they shit 
My flows are nuclear chernobyl 
Opal stones in my fist 
Its just a testament and evidence to will and passion 
Grenade launch trey bombs in the form of some great songs 
Life moves in slow motion i’m feeling like Trey Songz 
Niggas dont wanna clash 
Niggas dont wanna knuckle up 
Got a couple of kids I coulda been huddled with some of ya 
Plotting world domination 
Now it's tables you waiting 
How the tables have turned im tipping the scales on those hating 
And my ideas to fucking good to be sharing with half you niggas
Half you niggas fuckin crafted ya acts off of my image 
But I don't say that much cause really it don't matter to me 
But if i see a nigga talkin bout a label thats heat 
Or an art collective that they swear is running the streets 
Im gonna fuckin snap harder than open mic seats 
Open mic eagle get hella personal on beats 
Cause if I don’t I’ll beat myself up worse than papa did me 
I’m fuckin sick ill
Shit spills on my sheets 
Nyquill will quell my thoughts to sleep 
Hard to beat 
Hearts harp on some awful beats 
And man that kickdrum is dumb like Kenny Beats 

You won’t be my Joe Jackson nigga I’m not afraid of you 
Or at least not anymore 
I’ll call Candace 
And ask her to be so candid when I question her 
And ask her what she saw 
Maybe she’ll say something 
Maybe she’ll lie like how she did in the courts 
Or she could cry whilst collecting all of her thoughts 
That’s an aside but as I look in your eyes I see a fuckin child perpetuating his pops actions 
He made you feel like dirt little man 
And you defer to fist to fix all of that hurt and it ends with me 
I'm breaking the cycle 
Breaking the chain 
Cutting the cord that's connecting my consciousness to this pain 
Umbilical 
Nigga what you feeding to me
What we been eating ain't been feeding our nutritional needs
Yeah you turned into skin and bone 
Shriveled up and alone 
You dont have the fuckin guts to break this chain on your own 
And I feel bad for you 
Yeah truly 
I feel bad for you 
I think about you every time I vomit in a bathroom
I sit with mom triumphant  
Cause I made it home 
But I know this nigga aint gonna make it all on his own

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