Don T Turn Back

I'm sorry Guard so far down i namin towns n fakin aimin rounds Cross sound scapes Escaped sound conclusions 2 records 1 topic, shouldn't be included Screw, record thru one optic, stop it Is not in a cord, drop swords n killin accordingly I'm coping Roping so many boats into this fake la coastra nostra Flake postas cross my shoulda I'm olda I've told ya Vibes to the colder side of i Harken back to the days id hold her Before rap sparked when she darkened my deminer I'm sorry for bein meaner Right after JID i was keen to see shit teeter Ig I'm the shit eater for keeping things long after they meter Now I've done like 3 features Had my fun, now a somber song, like i was also in the bleachers Blue balled then black balled all bc of a slack jaw Dark reflections Sparked retrospectives n new perspectives Marks from the pedestrians now resurrected Carry techs n Xanax ever since i was annexed Ever since shit was manic Everst not where we landin, it where we motherfuckin standin My man On Nothing 2023 was on something Spawned scuffles n feathers ruffled Late November Music i played n aided n creating muffled What i now consider rubble I'm sorry mother Put our relations into a duffle Fucked w my brother Shouldn't of made that blunder I wondered if i wandered with them farmers once more My wants for honors would be forever torn I'm forever reborn Wonder if she saw raps differently On Everything would be longer I wonder if i stumbled into stardom While she was in my heart I would've been a father Wonder if i garnered the thunder While roots in production The tree would've been asunder I wonder if the voices huddled If i would've worked harder Wonder when i marta'd with the shark If i marked shit as too far On the car ride with mark I'm sorry Nathan 8 months left a gaping hole where truth could not be told I re-embused the discourse I hope as an artist i can show you remorse Shit was scarlet at first Turned so i red i had to Murk the coercion I'm glad this the version that made it into the Initial insertion Initialize splitting initials Initially when flu weighed in on me physically She made me feel clinically critical of myself And both of our wealth and my Christmas well being Mastered not masking it thru lyrics after the album had Came to masse Casted till i had a cast Spirits from the past rehashed previous clashes Till i had amassed A massive amount of brashness to save my own commandments Had to cut off branches so roots could manage But hey It was Beloved paradise jazz My beloved spazzed at the pair of dice Had me with paranormal nights Pairs of normal fights Had to clear the air so she could be the heir of right Cryin as I'm writin this Who cares jus another flightless high Flavors of affairs bare the unfair fairs on my life So many shots fired, stop the gun fair Would talk about baring arms Before ever hittin me with bear arms I never let my guard down, never had a bare arm