Naima’s Son

Can't describe it couldn't find the words
Shit get rocky but it kinda work
Mommas son i got a lot of nerve
Find forever but you gotta search
Take work
I would pedal till my legs hurt
Frank & myrrh early morning for the days work
Couple bridges got burned guess thats how you learn
Dropping singes on the earth thinking what its worth
Empty bottles tryna quench my thirst
I was really tryna cleanse the hurt
Like the answer at the bottom i was not alert
Niggas talk but i am not concerned
See you moving like an officer
Type to be a hall monitor, birds
How you keep it not who got it first
Heard, someone scrеaming i was not disturbed
While they sleep im up on top of work
Dropping seeds in thе dirt
See tomorrow, might need me some herb !
Born alone, it's only me in the hearse
Take me home before they leave me to burn
Clicked my shoes and i was back on my turf
Set the precedent and ration the work
Ration the work