Identity

Young nigha, I’m like Irving with the handles,

True shit, I ain’t never understand those,

That lie for no reason, the words that I’m speaking,

Give hope and appease-I’ma stand on,

The test of time, might be the weakest among the preachers-my performance decent, don’t speak my secrets, of violent crimes,

my soul ain’t reaching-my valentine,

What you want from me baby?

Define your mind…..

You cost me time,

I’ve,

Never been the same and the circumstances strange,

I’m,

Supposed to be somebody that tend upon the flame,

I,

Gotta play the game to get everything I desire to obtain,

Now