Lord3ird - Slim

I️ was taught to be the smoke
Taken light like a joke
Finna rise up no joke
Got to the top of my slope
Guess I️m a Rasta I️ love my smoke
Guess I️ am type conscious I️ tripped before
Nothing like them don't shake fumble
Trip stumble make sure I️ get up humble
Life gone give I️t, if you don't make I️t yours
Positive thinking just make I️t a chore
Live that best life but don't live I️t like whores
Swear I️ seen it all before
So beautiful I️ need more
Paths leading though different doors
Doors closing on the past
Feel like we grow up so fast
Maybe it's due to the mass
Lemme just throw on the mask
They pollute us with gas
K2 with the crack
Government pass out macks
Conspiracies with some facts
Bible got me to where I️m at
We some books with different facts
In a world like a class
Graduating to beyond no need for this fleshhh
I️m nothing like the rest
Yet we truly do reflect
Yet we delt a different deck
Learn how to respect
That's how I️ gained my respect
Maybe some money some checks
Maybe some drip some flex
Maybe some bitchs they pest
Do I️t different from the rest
I️ peep my gifts yeah I️m bless
But imma do I️t for the next

But imma do I️t for the next
Grabbed my life by its neck
I️ got knocked in the head
Sub consciously lead
No fear in the head
Live I️t like it's do or dead
Ecclesiastes that I️ read
Had me thinkin in my bed
This life we live is so dead
But as we live I️t ahead
We've realized to live I️t instead
We've learned to just grow I️t and shed
Into the new and the next
I️nto your higher "your best"
Just realize you're blessed
No matter how fucked up I️t gets
Gotta keep self in check
No matter how I️t gets

Written by:
Zachariah Baldwin

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