Is it better to be the lonely one? Or better to be the only one? No real kings ever hold a gun So the best I’ll ever be is a chosen one Only the heavens can ever really hold the sun I just wanted to smoke and have little fun Stand on the roof of the church until the morning comes Forever young and courageous Open the shades on days made so gracious Ladies who serenade in dresses that summers made Stunting I come her way And we kick it like yes-ter-day She throw that P like it was Ex-TA-SY In the middle of the verse she was textin-ME She made the bomb soufflé, momma’s recipe -So cool…I kept her Next-to-Me Headed east on the free, blowing the chronic leaf Seats Forty Degree bumping the Greatest beats Hit the Coney Island for eats then back on the free Couple places to be, couple people to see Today is the day No troubles gon trouble – me Clutch the V, touch speeds in triple digits Stop by mommas to visit She stopped washing the dishes Threw kisses out the window Getting Older YET in-vin-cible Taught me do it for the Love and the Principle Cause if it ends tomorrow only yo KIN going bring yo home Like Doll House Barbie (skin and bones) STILL …MORE SER-I-OUS THAN JUST A POEM Talk for a few than we gone the spot on and jumping Just trying to FUNCTION, shout out E-40 Something Caught the call from cousin (I ain’t spoke to in years) Said the Fam was doing well And I was happy to hear – falling through next weekend We gon grab us some beers (PEACE CUZ) Back in the hood it feels good to be back at the fort Dapped my home boys who sitting on the porch He said its on my niggaaaa And hit the New-Port Two in the morning – house full we still pouring Kitchen table still playing Spades and Kush blowing No neighbors calling the FIVE we all ABIDE-DUDE White Russians being served beside the tide-pool I’d Instagram-it BOO… I’D think that we was lying TOO Supply em proof, Matter a fact they vibing Invite ‘EM THREW, don’t bring noth-ing but a smile and you