Possibilities

One time let me spit it again
I be sweatin'
They keep steppin'
He keeps changing his friends
All these dollars
I keep takin'
I can’t seem to keep up
All this very heavy knowledge tryna keep his head up
And he keeps flexin'
While he poppin' his fingers
Look and see this fuckin' time
That he just seems like a fiend
And he was smokin'
Since the age of 15
Less happy
Let’s have peace
And he be chokin' wit me
What he be doin '
Think he’s goin' someplac
Where evrybody fluent
Took his space and saw the things that he loved get ruined
Half a mind
In half the time
And I’ll be black and blue and
Cuz it’s all because
It’s all about the disillusion
Hate when something’s so sewage
All the sickness like a sign and now these lips looking blu-ish
All this mary jane I feel like a Buddhist temper symptom left through us
I could pop and then say top off the fluids