leaves.

Receive the finer things cause I have a calmer temperament
That temperament's the leverage I need to claim a settlement
Settling on dollar bills and high heels for the woman that birthed me, shoutout mama
Harboring trauma, double standards: unlawful
I ain't really into foreign concepts and karma
It's unthought of
To speak about something other than sexual encounters and what comes with the subject matter, gold platter
More problems
More bottles
More broke fathers hand in hand in S.N.A.P. lines with the single mothers
Divorcing co-conspirators who made a fear of the offspring that sprung entombed from their mother's womb
Lord, sweep away the misery with the loving broom
Someone with a purpose in this life: I was groomed
To be a man with a passion and without a doubt, in tune
I despise going outside my bedroom
I don't want to feel no more
I don't want to heal no more
I don't want to live no more
Desperation of a condemned man, make it happen
My success is the instigation leading to the provocation of the white man and the cold, corrupt law-makers
Tax the money, brutal tactics, what does that make us?
Ill-equipped laborers?
Unfavorables?
Quite debatable if modern day music is relatable, they all talk about luxuries unattainable
Rubbish
But who am I to speak on this guise?
I just want to be immortalized
Heinous
Why'd he even think to create us?
We kill each other off, scrap for money, we're the basis
Of a failed upbringing, hear the fat lady singing, "I told you little whippersnappers the bell of death is ringing"
I don't want to feel no more
I don't want to heal no more
I don't want to live no more
Desperation of a condemned man, make it happen