Caesura Lyrics

This is the 4th time I had to write this intro cuz I ain't get it right

Perfectionist

Divorce really brought it to the light

Too suburban for the hood

But too dark for whites

Was addicted to the gram

Overdosing on the likes

I got too much to say

I'm a talker

This life done aged me good

Where's my walker

I'm a bully on the mic

Where's your locker

Where's your lunch

Bullied in my youth

Now I'm writing hits

Sucker punch

And the smell of envy extra pungent

I'm tired of these pundits

They say I'm the best but that's redundant

Cuz it's written in the function

I've been living in a cave

Now I'm living no decay

Now I'm just tryna get paid

For the things that I been saying

For enduring all the pain

So I can go back to the younger me and say it's all ok young blood

It hurts today

But tomorrow you'll be loved

That's on one

At 18 I was homeless

19 I was hopeless

And now that I'm grown I'm writing my Magnus Opus

Sometimes you lose focus to see what you got

And no I'm not religious

But I gotta thank the gods

And no I'm not religious

Yea that's gonna hurt my pops

The son of a preacher

Yea the pressure was a lot

It's like everyone I loved tried to put me box

No more pushing this boulder to the mountain top

I'm done