Azrael

Getting pollar from how much I’ve been dropping damn a like as long as WE poppin still slumming could barely eat by choice cause no one sees the vision I believe This ain’t no drunken fantasy call me crazy but obsessed is what you gotta be preacher of the soul could be better but with that I’m doing dandy Who ever listens just being honest can’t hide the fact I grew up differently only over extending never asking a thing in return So broken shattered pupils never projected that energy came into the world knowing only struggle casualty doesn’t define me Disbelief by how much we refuse and stay slave to our own iniquity hard to look in the mirror see yourself thru that fog if everyone loves their own life why’s every corner so judgey Then again I’m just a feel nigga who says what nobody won’t unapologetically an mri could never polish pain I’ve felt Immune my smile is real in still moments of joy rather my mind divided than commune to a room with no lights my mind a place of quiet tribune whom you should stay tuned Learn a thing or two cause the most successful people have trouble shoots too bending realities in a noose Angered inkwell on the vellum screws unloosed only inmate to an unusual booth