(Deezus)

[Verse]

Either wayyy I’m gonna live my best life no matter what you say.

Used to letting you control me & now I’m saved.

Toxicity with this mindset, digging my own grave

Where the sun don’t shine, now watch his son decline

Crying alone with all them demons deep down,

Emotions turn to sea grounds, but in that water he found.

That’s there’s a way see now, after all, them heartbreaks

The stone path re-lined... oh, after all, that heartache?

You telling me that /there’s a better to place to be.

Somewhere else to see, roses blooming not Resting In Peace 

Butterflies & bees spreading pollen instead of dead & deceased.

Bloods & crips spreading knowledge instead of repping the streets

Oh well guess you win some, lose some, break some, bruise bones

Life could be a test, multiple-choice, soo nigga choose one.

And if you guessing make it calculated, don’t get Aggravated

When it doesn’t turn out the way you had your

Aspirations

See if you looked me in just my eyes, trying stare me down,

You’d see the demons roaming round’ my pupils Tryin tear me out.

Exs in my past felt the repercussion, ones I cared about

Went from that one like hubby to someone to be embarrassed bout

Steady dropping down from king to peasant to your average clown

Yeah I’m insecure and ion mean thats good just think it’s tragic how

I am saddened bout not being perfect to someone who deserves it

If it’s possible that is.

After all, we’re not grown
But we can meet,
If you show

All that being said, remember,
Take a moment.

I just got a new pair of pants

Nah I’m playin’,

What are you sayin’?

That you bout to go Super Saiyan?

I’m finna blast off like rocket

I just keep-on going can’t stop it

Floetry poetry Lauryn Hill rhymin’ 

Even when dinner was Ramen

There was nothing that could Top it

I’m shootin’ fast like a bullet

I grab the plug and I pull it

I’m shredding these rhymes

Please do not waste any time

That is a waste of your life

They going thru strife

Went down, but put up a fight

But then they bounce back

They will never lack again

Stackin’ bread, like a bakery

Yo house is ugly got all them weird tapestries

Big body chef, cuz I got the recipe

Un, Focus, yo girl a blossom like a Lotus

This all freestyle can’t control it

It just keep going, I’m in the zone

I’m smelling good, cologne

Man stop

Rain drip, blacks killed just for standing up 

When we sit we still die car shootings now

When we dead and gone bodies thrown underground

They say “Oh, they had a gun” like, no we didn’t

Wanna kill a black person just cause we winning

We ain’t innocent we sin all the same 

We claim lives with guns put people in their early graves like woah

Who woulda thought that we were similar

They say we’re inferior, they call us “Nigger”

Y’all may say I’m cursing but I’m just speaking my mind 

Making a positive impact, staying on my grind

That’s our life blacks paper chasing all the time

Poverty line where we at falling far behind 

Don’t need an Idol, grab a bible and pray for my rivals

Friend is a title, one you help when they’re suicidal

You gone waste yo time
Thinking that she is the one
That girl really not for you 
So you better run

Run fast boi,
Do the dash boi
She gone be the death of you
You cannot last boi
It’s gone kill you end the end
Issa trap boi…

Be strong, don’t cry when you take a life

Just think of it like…

A game and not a real situation where you can die.

You did great, you survived!

Now do it again, but get attacked by dogs this time

And don’t forget to get shot a couple times

Next go kill innocent people but don’t question if it’s right

Serve your country blindly and believe all it’s lies

Now you’re a vet and you get discounts on some fries

You get one more reward after the medal for a while

Live with your PTSD, well… until you die

I’ll dismantle you like pots and pans 

Wit a screw driver and a sturdy hand

Just to show you that I can

Damn, you realized I had a plan

That I ain’t talk shit just for the fans

And I’ve come to murder you like a hitman

Then host a funeral for your friends and fam

They gone cry because you’re dead 

While they place L’s inside your casket

And think about how you disgraced them

When you disrespected me for no reason

To me you’re nothing but a statistic

To boost my rep with this rap shit

You’re not capable of coming back wit a diss

So imma move on like nothing happened

I came from the trenches

From Milwaukee

Where we grow up to be a statistic

I am not the one to play with

Boy don’t get it twisted

I wonder if I’ll make it out

I will make a difference

I hear people yelling out

I see destruction and risk

I want for all my people

To make the right decision

I pretend like it’s okay

Because I need the vision

I can’t feel all depressed

I gotta keep pushing

I touch your heart with these words

It’ll get you thinking

I worry if they get the message

Life is like dream

I cry when they got no help 

Yeah I feel everything

I understand all your struggles

Are you listening?

I been working with the community

I am I understood

I been talking bout all this unity

But they love the hood

I think that we should band together

Let’s heal the neighborhood

I hope they don’t stereotype because

I am from the hood

-Q

Praying I dodge getting hit by the lashes

Wishing that life was oh so everlasting 

Needed to breathe now I’m ready for action

Left of the right way, I was lost

Leaving the message for what I have wrought

I’m stuck being a leader but still getting taught

Catching the ball yet I fell and she caught

Okay, tis the season,

I’m not the type to slip for no reason

Things were misleading, mother aint care

So now I stand up for a purpose,

Why would I change up on what I see working

I’m getting somewhere and that is for certain

Writing out verses to weather the storm 

Was dead before being born, but never forsworn

Only to want to reach deeper

And clinging to that feeling when you know

It’s getting hard to control

You need more

You need it now

You’ve got your fix

And you won’t close that door

In my mind I’m bored

Tired of the same cycle

Ride me like a horse 

Sike, ride me like a motorcycle 

This is your death recital 

Make it worth the motto

Tears so close might need you to coddle 

Trusting somebody but they choose to fondle

Like damn

You fucked up for what you’ve done

Better pray to god you have a son

To hold over the sorrow

To hold over the anguish

When I’m tired of hearing Spanglish

Might slide to the store and grab a danish

These lil niggas

They know they heinous 

But I promise we gone make it

I might speed, the night away

Fight your anger, the fear you’ll face

Bang bang bang

3 shots to the brain