Calm is the breath, that

Leaves out my neck

And my chest seize up

I'ma bleed to the death

I'm keep it 100

Till i turn 100

And when they say me

They be asking who done it

I am the product of a pre-prelude gone crazy

Stuck in my ways, exactly how they raised me

Yeah they made me

Me, but i'm more

I'm something so simple, so acute, yet, pure

I'm jumping off a teader-tot, and need a lota leverage

And i meet a lot of heads that be screaming for a medic

Bet it's

Hard to believe in yourself

I been left on a shelf, got

Whips from the belt, my

Heart almost melt

So, hard to get help

Yet I kept kept going

No fall to be felt

( NAH )

I ain't one to wake up and get complacent

So i'm happy when them things get to changing

Calm is the breath, that

Leaves out my neck

And my chest seize up

I'ma bleed to the death

I'm keep it 100

Till i turn 100

And when they say me

They be asking who done it

Yeah I done it, I did it, I got it good right?

Everybody knows well accustomed to the lime light

Hindsight, 20/20 pass a LEA test

Do a great job couldn't pass a pee test

I need rest, to be best, but see less than most

I regress to fetus put feet up and coast

Ugh

I don't brag boast

Better off lay low

Yes sir indeed better believe my stelo

Yeah we know

It's hard work, working words

Writing down poetry just to poke an open nerve

Word

Man I guess thats how it goes

So we get it we get it get up and go