Cookin Soul
0to100 Freestyle
All black chilling in this cold ass winter
Visiting Atlanta tryna figure where i'm headed
Shawty was a friend said she didn’t want a man
Even if she stood me up then I would never understand her
Wishing for a grant I’ll probably take the shit for granted
Cause I never gave a damn
All it took was getting damaged
Used to be a fan now I made him a fanatic
I see it through the lens not forensics
I see right through the 4k image
I was force fed till I was a gourmet n***a
Go record tracks sitting in that dark space chilling
I felt it in my spirit
I would spare it but it add to my appearance
I got it my from my parents
They think it’s from cousin Darius
I don’t be flipping
Im just sick of the devil daring to cross my attention
When it’s not my intention
God willing I know I rarely be talking like this but
I’ve been losing my vision and my glasses are missing
I’ve been failing my classes using half of my ethic
I’ve been getting attached to what’s distracting me lately
And I blame it on others
I got my wisdom for something
I cropped the picture to cover all my tragedies baby
Ain’t got the answers for nothing y’all been asking a player
I keep on carrying baggage while i’m grabbing this paper
Cause it’s gone make up for something
A couple payments a month
We won’t be stable for long