This street has always kept me safe
Domestic abuse and shootings has always been the case
This street and me is aging and I can't be here too long
Like an animal being set free isn't that strong to move on
It's been an eternity since I've found happiness from attention
I don't ask for it because that will put tension on my character
So I try to be the cherisher
See if being sweet is the way to be complete
But once again imma have to take a seat on this concrete
Eating struggle meals with a lot of wheat that will defeat
My greed and gluttony that was always lingering to be with me
I guess the lesson was meant to be, uh
Most sin for me is beating me
Most of it discrete
While I was still in the backseat eating sweet treats with no socks on my feet, uh
You see the vision?
If not I'll use fission in the words I speak
It's oak, baby