Closing Credits

How you sleep, where you learned to hang I gotta give a lil speech, lil word of thanks To lil me in this world of angst What I did to feel free, from mercy hands Lil scheme lil certy scam How we up a lil V, to a dirty van It's still peace with my early mans Some cut, still grieve, I deserve to dance To feel the breeze, feel the earth expand Feel debris where my burden stand Some love still leeching in deserted land A young one had to leave and return with bands I told V, I had the perfect plan A come up, a dumb dream, and my assertive glance Love ease what the burning can't One try before I go to bed Somebody take the wheel, forreal The problem is you still win and gotta feel the guilt My patna' know the deal, I'm Shaquille It been hard to keep a few friends, I gotta break the shield My body felt the chills, surreal But mommy left a blueprint, I promise to rebuild Up top I never kneel, or squeal It get harder to reveal shit I always kept concealed Lotta trauma keep me ill, so I keep it billed The spliff harsher than reviews is, a martyr to the guild In the Gaza doing drills, like ahki on the grill I'm getting farther from the meal-ticket, sharpening the steel Please pardon while I heal, from the thrills Left the party prolly still spinning, walking on my heels I pray my matter never spill, over krills It get darker when you deal with it, gotta pick a pill Somebody take the wheel, forreal Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will I can't escape it still, evade the eels Somebody take the wheel, forreal Everything I feel tinted, hindering the will I can't escape it still, evade the eels