Light work

Uh

The older I get, the less that I learn,

Been tryna save all of these bridges from burning,

Since a lil jit, I been legit,

I knew that one day I’ll find me a purpose,

Am I hardly working?-or working hard?

Ion know but I hope that it’s working out,

I’m the type to give everything up to god,

Never once did I try to fraud,

I ain’t actin hard,

Everything seems to pan out-after all,

To think that I used to think adderall,

Would be the only answer to all my problems,

Realized-I want mad at all,

I done reached the point where, everything seems insane,

Maybe not, we don’t see the same,

You seeing droughts where I see the rain,

Boy-Stranger thangs,

Pray for change yet I stay the same,

Still got the same thangs as my username,

Light work-I abuse the game,

So I Guess I’m still fueled by rage……

Who do you see me as?

I’m a monster, kill everything in my path,

I’m the prodigy, bitch-I’m a chosen-one,

I can probably strike me a hole in one,

Cuz I’m talented,

Gifted,

Pass through all the challenges,

pissed,

That I got this anger inside of me,

There’s a rift,

Gotta face my theologies,

ain’t got time self pity or policies,

I’m annoyed when I peep fake apologies,

Know too much,

I peep shit- bitch I’m built like a scholarly,

What it do?

Did the madness I show make you think again,

I been drunk on my blessings

(I’d do again-)

I ain’t lose,

If I play then I gotta win,

Push the whip that my cousin got shot up in,

Roll wit angels and demons and spirits-there’s barely a difference between how I got it in,

I mean……….

Real shit,

Ain’t no need to explain,

I built this,

While outside of my planeeeeeee-

……..of existence!

I’m a jumper-I’m switching dimensions,

When I feel like I’m high,

Don’t need pills bitch,

The creator of feeling sad,

Innovator,

Im breaking bad,

I make cookies,

No meth lab,

I don’t buy things with no price tag,

I just noticed the products don’t never be matching the facts,

They label it “eco”,

Hoping somebody gon buy for chances of boosting they ego,

Showing off to shawties like,

“Is it heat though?”,

But I am not one of them regular people,

I’m surrounded resident evils,

The virus been changing the mood here,

Got some people believing we equal,

So if I vanish, don’t look for the signs,

I ain’t lost—I just outgrew the design.

Still fueled by pain, still guided by grace,

I made peace with the fact that I don’t need a place.