Linen Shirt

And from that moment on
It was considered the work of a genius
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
My mind in a pit
I'll find it again
I know my demons grinnin' thinkin' they can finally win
But never
Live the reef bruh
I be fighting my sins
Script it's bibles on a line with a pen
The been arrivin' again
Escape the circle of purple rain and a later curfew
That made it personal hurt from pain
Man this ain't the virtues
I had to fight it back
In case they might've asked
I really got the Midas touch
My lion's all the higher class
Y'all is hardly movin' steady like the tire flat
I'm ballin' like Marcus Smart
Y'all style just admirin' stats
I seen them sell they soul
They better know to buy it back
Whoever told these motherfuckers "you should try to rap"
The pull magnetic 'till the iron clash
And then it's up in flames
Cause it spark it starts a fire catch
I'm lyin' back in my throne watching the city burn
You think you clearly seen it all until you really learn
I guess I'm immature
Hearin' secrets from the little birds
Seakin' meaning in this spinnin' world
Still never get a word
But feelin' like my ears is burnin'
I done been alert
Wonder if it's in return
Time to veto pulled a pistol out the linen shirt
And my tempo only gettin' worse, uh
I'm the type to make irrational decisions
But never underestimate the passion of the wisdom
I simply get it done
Manuever manners through my vision
You only get a couple of a magic tinted wishes, lord
I swear my mother has a beautiful smile
She raised me right
A ray of light beam through a root of a child
The music louder than the scrutiny now
I turned the tables at they neck just like some jewelry, wow
Smokin' flowers got me glued to the couch
I'm on the search to find a purpose
I been losin' them doubts
Yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)