SINthetic

Can't help I been in my mind Stressing my son cause that nigga moms Got a bitter mind Can't find her own peace So she tryn take a bit of mine Still I try Even though I feel dead inside Off of spirits I feel like it's killing mine Hope I'm still in time When she's done stealing time I gotta cope with the fact that I made mistakes Might bend blocks Might fold paper But I'll never break They don't know what it's like just to carry this weight My emotional state Dictated by gender If I said I'm good then nigga I'm simba The hottest embers turn to december I done the simmer flicker Til it's no mor shimmer in us Til it's only cinders I done seen members turn to remembers Sorry I ain't make it home for the dinner I gave out hands that nobody would lend us We needed cake and I turned into linda Used to see cuts on the arms of lurenda Pops used to beat on my moms I'd defend her Watching avengers thinking revenge I found support in repeated offenders I never thought I would timber Tell me to go cool I'll hop on my nimbus Head the clouds but too bad it's a tempest Known to showboat like the god in olympus Everything I invented vintage They just gave borey a 8 year sentence And I felt it Like tatum I'm hoping his time in that cell tics Free my bro out the john like elton Memba when we was hangin on elton With me xak and navi Then on prospect with chulo and hobby DV in the crib between poppa and mommy I used to get lost in toonami Shit taught me that love could be grimey That's why I got a cold cold heart Most art for me is like mozart I ain't savin no bitch for the most part Why the brokest niggas always throwin' the most darts I be tellin' niggas Trynna educate to help better niggas They be thinking I just think imma better nigga If you knew better you would do better nigga And they know not to bet a nigga What these fans do is shut that we trendsetted They sayin' I'm him but I been said it Yea I might sin but at least I synthetic Yea I might sin but at least I ain't synthetic That's the reason for all of my friend edits Ouwhoaaaaaaaa Can't help I been in my mind Stressing my son cause that nigga moms Got a bitter mind Can't find her own peace So she tryn take a bit of mine Still I try Even though I feel dead inside Off of spirits I feel like it's killing mine Hope I'm still in time When she's done stealing time I gotta cope with the fact that I made mistakes Might bend blocks Might fold paper But I'll never break