Heavy Thoughts

Heavy weighted thoughts

I'm bobbing the ring

They taking shots, I'm making hooks

I'm not that far from Kareem

We all artist, I'm just fighting

Tryna paint me a scene

Of black kids wearing crowns

Spreading knowledge that clings

I seen people do some things

To fit in when in doubt

Started throwing shade

You expect to blossom out?

I mean, even flowers make it through the dirt

You gotta sprout

Get connected to your roots

Gotta make it out the drought

Yes I know you see these routes

Money making, having kids

Live yo life, police traffic

Don't move back, direct yo kids

Give 'em food for thought

Shit, they won't even need bibs

Give 'em heart by ten man

They won't even need Wiz

No lying, it's Scion

The courage boxed in

Back against the ropes

You learn em and keep on dodging

I know you probably tired

Of mentioning all this boxing

But it's mayweather my nigga

Homie in,

Competition with no one but myself

I would never measure happiness

With greediness and wealth

Although I know that I need it

Feed my family and myself

Ima have to buy some ingredients

Make sure you don't touch my shelf

Marinate

After rounds and rounds

I'm holding down

Down to earth is what they tell me

Meet my burial ground

I dug deep, while the wool of the sheep

Just increase, so they seek beef

Get tied in lies and bump keef

No foul call, I reach to spread peace

I know the bullets travel

And the colors get bleached

They like damn Dev, please don't preach

But if I may be brief, I 8-1-6

And I don't chief

Pardon the snoop flow,

I'm messing around