Is it better to be the lonely one?
Or better to be the only one?
No real kings ever hold a gun
So the best I’ll ever be is a chosen one
Only the heavens can ever really hold the sun
I just wanted to smoke and have little fun
Stand on the roof of the church until the morning comes
Forever young and courageous
Open the shades on days made so gracious
Ladies who serenade in dresses that summers made
Stunting I come her way
And we kick it like yes-ter-day
She throw that P like it was Ex-TA-SY
In the middle of the verse she was textin-ME
She made the bomb soufflé, momma’s recipe
-So cool…I kept her Next-to-Me
Headed east on the free, blowing the chronic leaf
Seats Forty Degree bumping the Greatest beats
Hit the Coney Island for eats then back on the free
Couple places to be, couple people to see
Today is the day
No troubles gon trouble – me
Clutch the V, touch speeds in triple digits
Stop by mommas to visit
She stopped washing the dishes
Threw kisses out the window
Getting Older YET in-vin-cible
Taught me do it for the Love and the Principle
Cause if it ends tomorrow only yo KIN going bring yo home
Like Doll House Barbie (skin and bones)
STILL …MORE SER-I-OUS THAN JUST A POEM
Talk for a few than we gone the spot on and jumping
Just trying to FUNCTION, shout out E-40 Something
Caught the call from cousin (I ain’t spoke to in years)
Said the Fam was doing well
And I was happy to hear – falling through next weekend
We gon grab us some beers (PEACE CUZ)
Back in the hood it feels good to be back at the fort
Dapped my home boys who sitting on the porch
He said its on my niggaaaa
And hit the New-Port
Two in the morning – house full we still pouring
Kitchen table still playing Spades and Kush blowing
No neighbors calling the FIVE we all ABIDE-DUDE
White Russians being served beside the tide-pool
I’d Instagram-it BOO… I’D think that we was lying TOO
Supply em proof, Matter a fact they vibing
Invite ‘EM THREW, don’t bring noth-ing but a smile and you