Check Mate
Please help me find me
I think I lost me
Too many shady figures
Distorted my vision
Fuck em gold diggers
U C the division
My heart is now a collage
I think I found it
Swear these dreams ain’t a mirage
Youngins on that clown ish
Pardon me if I cuss a lot
My domes a war zone
So I guess I fuss a lot
Make the legend well known
Now the only time I feel at peace
Is when I rock the M I C
Do it big for everyone left in the southeast
No facebook, there’s nothing here to like
Like I give a damn, doomed son of sam
Hopefully kick my feet back at the Summer Jam
Mother from the L A O, Father straight from the Nam
Chillin in the melting pot damn it has always been hot
When everyone in every hood is packing heat
Don’t wanna see someone close to me
Laying in the chalk
Thinkin’ bout coppin a fo,
Hid under the seat
Ain’t into nothin’ gangsta
keep it for them wild boys
But forget all that lets look to the sun rise
A new day, you can see the smile in my eyes
But I’ll be damned cause I never cease
To acquire many inspirations
Once I get the dough
Bounce on a jet across the nation
Real talk clowns and I got no relation
Still working on Ben, recognize the mutation
