thought of you

Always gotta be low key
As I'm swervin through the ocean
Of my insecurities
So you'll never see me smokin
Only investing in the aspect of being focused
How would I grow up to be the one who's never growing?

Never wanna kill the man who has yet to be molded
On the reality that they were never being molded
But keep the strap on me cuz while they have yet to be molded
They may spazz readily so I gotta stay reloaded

On the bridge reloading
Mirror shows the chosen
One that I am
But silence reveals all the holding

All of my regrets tormenting me to be imposing
To lay up on the block to show these jits I ain't no phony

Grab the phone
Leave me all alone
Casting my regrets
To the one who always strong

Cuz the strength he gave to me to be all alone
Can relate to my demise cuz all I chase is bones

To the bones

Of my death
Wanna grab on the tech
Muscle flex
Ebony dialect
Boy respect
What you tryna regress to
Boy flex
Boy you know I flex too

I won't even go to that
Only therapist he got is a cup of cognac
Here your quarterback
Trippin on me while you drive a bust up Pontiac
More to rap
But who am I point at imperfections when I hate to learn the lessons of why She needa Just throw it back

Over there
But I say here
Then I grab her by the rear
Multiple times so I see tears
Out my eyes so to stay clear

Overdosing on her presence
But it's killing me addiction
To go the route I shouldn't go
Now I see her so fluorescent

Don't know what to do
Up late nights just craving boo
Rather than thinking benjamins
On the lanes and be productive too

I commend all them gentlemen
That never struggle with the things I do
Recommend never let em in
To confuse you with the thought of you