Old friends turning into enemies

The grimiest you done knew longer than a Centipede

Deep inside my thoughts so what you mean what’s gotten into me?

I was raised religious but revenge is winning 10 to 3

10 after 3 am

It’s late

My mind don’t trip it like to race

I see in 3D

My hues ain’t bolt they settled right in place

You rappers is buns im putting all em in they sesame place

I feel like Elmo

Strap velcrowed to his waist

You mr noodle

I should up it and spaghetti ya face

For talking hot like I won’t swing until the pendulum break

This shit get hectic on my end

Believe I wasn’t like that

Till I was tested and my circumstances made me fight back

Lost some respect along the way but now I got it right back

Because I’m on the right track

And I know they don’t like that

That’s why I gotta watch my back like an impala in the wild

It’s wild

Meanwhile a mother lost her only child

To gun violence that make me wanna put the guns down

But if I do they’ll leave me in the lost and found

I feel inspired to keep my energy clean

And it don’t matter who around

I found I’m not on the ground when I’m down to earth making sounds

Some balance for what it’s worth is what’s needed when going rounds

I planted seeds in the earth so that you could see the conversion and growth you know they gone blossom while I’m 6ft underground

I graduated with no cap and gown

This my breakthrough

Uh this my breakthrough

And this my motherfucking breakthrough

Imma let that shit sing

Imma let that shit sing like

Know these niggas ain’t fucking wit me

I had to keep that shit a buck 50