I woke up in the PM
turned over, a little slower
phone by my shoulder
ain't even bother to check it
needing a respite, or an exit
feeling like eff it
giving less effort
the business used to be the pleasure
but now I got quotas
still broke as fuck
tryna find drive, but I need a new motor
or somethin like a chauffeur
walking with a boulder, tryna feel bolder, right?
shit I strain to maintain my solar light
and focus when I approach the mic
so what the fuck am I supposed to write??
tight shit. type shit that'll mold ya life
the real rap, self savior
that you savor with every molar bite
god, I praise in the hopeless nights...
cause I got the love, so everything'll be iight...
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023