How else you think I get? Wet enemies with the pen and ink. Had a dream I would enter rinks. Skating, dancing with the devil. Got off without a chink. In the armor, armed proper. Plus got a grenada too. Nigga just look at me wrong, might call an audible. Shotgun, kick back. Lick at me, and I (drop beat) lick back. Pause. Ass slaps, and helmet claps. For the melted chap though, I blow smoke loud as 4 doors with the engine maxed… Hellcat screaming, well seasoned demon. From NJ (the devils), scheming on a bigger play. Shouts to Rhu, not Ruben. Eat a Cuban. Then smoke one. Then poke lungs with the torch uh… Know the flow effortless, it’s J no Hooovaaa. Might spray on ya sofaaaa. Might lay on ya hoe bruh. And that’s just for fun. And keep an extra lung if you think you could run…. With the gang or away. Know I train, my aim way narrower. Young sparrow - send her with Cupid on an arrow. Couldn’t pair with her. Only one on my mind, though times is scandalous. I’ll just hold the candle til the handle sun-bursts. And my hand becomes - One with the wax. Roll it up. Still can’t find the peace of that one blunt in the woods, But guess my sense of the good intact. Know that I could just sell it. Know that I could just run it back. Chain smoking, on my eighth loop - In - something of a mindset that you’d find lup’ in. Lupe… Kick push, new yay’, today is a new day. Graduated from the NU. The view was a cool grey. And plenty of the red purple green orange, plenty nicotine. Thankful for the new ways. Thankful for this new page. Even thankful for you, hey. Yes, you. . . . . . 8/25/23 10:01am

Just did the dash, left some piff in the past. Riffs from the neck, got scars all over my skin. Looking for real, I’m really trying to scan. Ain’t in my plans, last place - no not for the kin. Never ever. Nah. Never ever? Better weather coming yeah I know it. Better watch how you come at the poet. Kill you with words, kill you with kindness. If I open my chest, light: blinding. It be God-given, all of this: timing. Feel like mime when I rewind. Thinking ‘bout fakes and felines. They best make a beeline. No more whining. Only wine in my cup. Only gas in the Dutch. Never pass, I just puff. What? You got a problem? What? Is you a goblin? Uh Then come take my life. ‘cause damn it, I’m tired. I’m way too wired. Yuh I been up 5 years. I done cried fire tears. Eyes burning. Screaming out, got my sides hurting. Fiending for the truth ‘cause lies worded. Purported, forwarded. Nah we need more of this. Not no more drama, tryna record. Burn out my soul, be back from the store in a minute, yeah. Still remember days when pops had to get up and get it. Man I get it. Yeah. Especially with other kids involved. Other (dick) involved. (Damn.) You cannot be trusted, hell no you is not absolved. Not until you settle that there with God. Man, you a fraud. Trying to paint me like Tory, your story: gaudy. (Stumbles…) I can’t keep messing with y’all b. 12:42pm Tears falling. Got me like: What’s heaven? What’s heaven? Huh? What’s heaven? Huh? Uh. What’s heaven? Awhhhhuh!

Verse 1: Moon blank, staring at me in the face. It’s always the same shadows, I bet, if I trace. Remember hand shaking, rolling a j. Guess it’s ‘cause it’s just pressure, explosively dank. Rep a whole different gang. Strength a multiple. Culpable for that curated… Triple X for my bae. Wait - take a second. Take the breath in and think. Then I thank. Take a sip, then I drank. When it’s black, pitch. Check the pitch. Know it’s lacking. A ditch what I’m falling back in. A dutch what I’m rolling up in - now. I do mathematics. Figure everything round me already cancerous. Cantankerous means and deeds done did me filthy. Still anchored in. Deeper, a speaker for my agenda or companionship? I think the latter. Streets done did me milky, it don’t feel like the gala- Or the galaxy. Ha… Just miss my wife, thinking bout her while I jam these beats. Especially some r&b. Just want my arms and hers to meet. But will she see? Don’t know man, am I dreaming? Am I scheming? Don’t know man, is she really leaving? Almost - dead to me. Wondering what’s the legacy? Our daughter 3. And it’s harder imagining… What she thinking bout, singing and riffing about - her mommy and daddy. It got me battling… Verse 2. They tell me file myself. How do I divide myself? How to divide up the wealth? When I would it give it all, still wouldn’t measure up well. That’s why I need you by my side. That’s why you need me by yours. Tell me who seen you, accepted you, gave you things that we cou’n’t ‘fford? And had you screaming for more. And we got a kid to prove it. Hellraising and all. The bells ringing, so pure. Got my head banging. Sigh F the church. F I need another lecture fur (for)? The sheep clothing, bleating, deep-seated jealousy from the meanest hurt. 10:44pm Damn it - ain’t the flesh the worst? Candid - feel like candles burnt. Damage done, wondering where from hur… (here)? Hear the birds, but where the voice of my angel, my better half? Is there a better version? Highly doubted. Excuse the messy - but my mind crowded. Think I’m just out of space. Think I’m just out of touch. My buzz is so light - year (here) How do we fight - here? Think I’m just in outer space. Think I flew away too far. Think they played too much with my heart. How do we restart? 8/20/2023 11:54PM