It’s pretty easy. Flow like river but my hard times deceive me. Drown in the sorrow but my mind cornceys these raps of a living got the dead tryna see Me. Saw what I wrote. But I don’t let it freeze me. On like the spokes on a bike rev your engine. Glow like the boats in the night can you seaweed. Told all my friends that they don’t really need me to see me. You ain’t ever gunna 3 D mee. If you cant telll I’m doing dam well. On shelfs of the haters that thought I would not prevel. Owe it to yourself a deep breath Down the halls so the flow cold like an in hell. Finna beast well. Beauty in the ashes we keep half.