I woke up, had a spliff already rolled up
Brushed my teeth and smoked one on some
Dre on the wash shit
Topics of nonsense, all over my feed
Walking up a flight of steps, holding my chest I couldn't breathe
Had a baby, deuce deuce, got it tucked all in my jeans
All cause people dying young, and don't live enough to see their dreams
Esoteric for the means, bet it's
Blessing me like sneeze
Ferragamo for the belt, that was back in 2016
I got a lot of stories to tell
About how I woke up at hell, and how I turned it all to heaven
How you people want me to fail?Bet they feel this shit like braille
Bet they waiting on the drop, like a package in the mail
Now watch how I prevail, regardless, rain, sleet, snow and f*cking hail
Inhale an L, and a six pack of ale Ew, shit so sick it make you feel real
Serving hot plates, like a full meal of veal
Still, tipping like I'm Mike Jones
Decipher then recite poems, remain lit like light bulbs
Face a f*cking 8th until I'm right homes
Stumbling to the 9th though,
Ceddy Sosa
Also known as a
Maestro