Give e'm a thesis piece this together, assorted figures
weaponized rhymes been used to exercise things in my life/
struck back like pennies being pressed up for circulation
hated defacing wasted elastic plastering sarcastic scaring be how we be baring/
friend-ed ended lenses been there shoulder leaning word leaking
mixed in a bag of chips, now i'm digging for a way out this bitch/
sprung from the fountains and rivers lay getting played by heads
I thought that was my peoples thinking we'd grew and we we're equals/
guess niggaz live in sequels, never getting those prequels corrected
so when I got to sketch picturing me pitching major heat in the 9th
thinking about decisions I made, no regreting standing by wall you lean on/
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