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"Agoraphobia" produced by Micah James
my daddy died, i never been outside, it's even less likely since he took that caddy ride. but no woe is me, i brought this on myself, the people that i love, i put them on the shelf and i used to pray to God to save me from this sick fascination with macabre, but now i'm closer to dance with satan. Gun tucked in my elastic waste band like fuck,
jewelry chunky like what, i ain't scared to stuck, my bad, been listening to the crime manifestos, rhyme mafioso in lines described by esco, but that is not my life, i've never been in one fight, frightened by my own shadow in the sunlight, once Michael had told me that i need to be a boss, i replied my life feels like i've been working at ross, bad health, self-worth-a-less God, some say superlative shit i spit, so why am i still working this hard to get attention from superfluous frauds that ain't listening? if this is for the love then there is no competition, but this is for the uh, not for the uh, stop and drop it like uh, for them dollar signs huh? yeah that's what i thought, there's dollars to be made, niggas making the grade, selling they souls to get them As and B pluses that you see on their report card, also known as record
reviews, like how did dude get them four stars? fuck rolling stone, word to my brother up north, of course, unless they wanna put me on the cover. that's why i don't be judging the next man, i'd prefer to take a stand, but lately i've been on the verge of budging. my mixtape murders big budget conceit, but without big buzz in the streets, i'm hopeless. i might as well be hanging with cousins tree-smoking
or living with my mama just because it's free, focus, breathe, remember: be the lotus. i'm talking in my head, needing pep talks to get up outta bed, just to go outside the house, i'm tired of living shrouded in doubt. [this is] truly a lesson learned in what drowning's about. but please don't ever count me out, nigga don't clown and doubt me, i'm coming out the ground swinging free. closer than ever to being me, hoping that i was better than what i never thought i would be.
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