Sora

I was Kingdom Hearts playing

Feeling Sora than a motherfucker

Hold the key with bigger shoes to fill

Don't feel the formula of other suckers

I feel my thoughts drift

Divorce 'em from the undercover

Cut out that fat

Cause ain't no need for all that butter brother

They funded suckers and then undermined the real

So now when Things Fall Apart at our Roots

We finna run for cover

Thoughts of the Black and Brown

Get us throwed, we fly off of the bat and bounce

Identical, ain't been smokin

But they been crackin' down

Labels tryna front like they know what all the passion bout

But you just a metric for the quota

Feel electric than a motor

If you got the drive, they dead it in a moment

And I been steppin' to the focus of my dreams

Tryna get the depth in order

But this decadence is horrid

Spend it for my emptiness, a shell of trifle apathy

My conches layin' on the beach

The hell with my anatomy

Heaven scent, still been smellin' my catastrophe

For betterment of fragrance

I been settlin' for bragging rights

Like how's it over there with odor of an ego

Feelin' major with the choruses and C Notes

Abortin' all the feeble matters

Peep the graph you see 'em at

The fee got rappers peakin' at they entrance

Ya'll adore 'em at the peephole

Shit is rugged like a welcome mat

If I don't feel the love, then the stealth come back

I talk about the door to door like salesmen knocking

Cause you always find me where they seldom at

Developed tactics to help this rap shit amongst the chaos

And learned success don't give a fuck what the fuck it's based off

The whips they coppin' done gifted options to front the pay off

Fell short of ranges, no wonder we flyin' under radars

Til Abhi pulled up in the whip and now it's fuck a dayjob

Yeah

It's always fuck a day job until you get a day job