Life goes On. Cant hold the phone Less time to zone. Nigga I live this song. Letting go instead holding on. Cause the Love I got from you is deep down in my soul. Open it up and tears fly out of control. Feel the power every second of every hour. Im no coward. I devour the sour. Seeking knowledge. The hood pressed in my ways. How I run and stray from pitty Pippens. and silly listens. Fuck ya drama nigga Im going fishing. Telling my girl flat out stop ya pitching. Im pitching in these beginning innings and let Gawd be the closer. take the middle and all hold you closer. Still a Soul is solider not a soulest solider. Get it right. Like my okra fried hard all the petty shit I disregard. This is my first write to the bomb ass beat. No need to cheat. Before CoVid Inwas that nigga that demanded his 50 feet. Life goes on. Life Moves On. My song is my life and my life is this song. Thinking of I can ever get it together and atone for my wrongs..Bit who knows my rights could be my wrong..However in this life we must carry on. Now I know what Pac meant. Take ya 5th of Hennessey. Use to indulge in Lime green weed wraped by the spirit of Johny Blaze. As kool as johnny cage. Help tame my rage. And write another page. These are the last days for some but not me yet. Lord promise me a golden Vette. Niggas getting upset. Shading who the fuck is that. I crept on the come up. Stepped to the drummer laying pipe like the plumber. Hired on to chop up the lumber. Bit God timber with the thunder. Im less than 60 seconds all get the number. To honey pies the truth of my lies. Those who wanted me dead. I pop back up what a suprise. Life goes on. Life Moves On. My song is my life and my life is this song. Thinking of I can ever get it together and atone for my wrongs..Bit who knows my rights could be my wrong..However in this life we must carry on.