Intro

All I see is this anemic list of meager spits

The reason it's the season this appeasement

Come to seep within

The streets is gettin me convinced

I'm seekin what the meaning is

But even just a peek'll leave the deacon sick cuz evil sins

Commence to bleed the demons since

I'm not shining a lot but I'm not grindin

I'm hot but I block tryin to rock when I got time it's a lot

Same page but it's crucial to enable this grace gave

I'm used to bein the dude who was slippin and ruining great thangs

I move to the music and sueture the doom that excluded me losin it