VillaThe5th - Joseph's Son

Solely Based off the appearance
I could pass for Joseph's son
World in the palm of my hands
When I'm on the Run
When I'm on the run
Like Forrest Gump
Jumping from state to state
Said you've been cooking but where the fuck are the dinner plates
Roller coaster in the mental form, I must inform you
My thoughts have been acid, since I gave me a chance
And blocked out distractions, I've been on a bigger mission
Fishing for answers, with or without a bachelor's
Aquarius born, so I'm known to take chances
Magnet to the fucking cash, can't stay Stagnate
Refusing to confine to ways of the masses
Lord help me, I'm tackling trees as if they're branchless
Currently 22, But I'm Approaching the number worn by the greatest
That takes everything to heart, never have trusted a Doc or an Op
Cause they can control if we breathe or we stop
I never believed in entering labs, cause that's where the deadliest virus is at
At
Solely based off the appearance
I could pass for Joseph's son
World in the palm of my hands
When I'm on the run
When I'm on the run
Like Forrest Gump
Jumping from State to State
Said you've been cooking
But where the fuck are the dinner plates
As of late I've been feeling gifted, in days when we're all restricted
Many masking their face like bitches on Instagram pics
Picture me rolling through Tempe where the temperature's in the triple
In the summers and precipitation's rare like those fucking hummers
Addicted to espresso, that's why I'm never frozen or posing
Like half of the youth, who don't seek truth
Beyond a fucking tweet, get up off your fucking feet
And you decide if the globe will help you when you face defeat
Regardless if Biden or Trump's President, I'm still my own boss
Taking the necessary actions required to floss
I've been eating good, my Colgate routine's on shuffle and
Hustle till I outdo squads like Russell, zero tolerance for motherfuckers bothering my peace
Eating edibles to ease out the beast cause
The smell will get me fired and evicted
I pray my current life decision is forgiven
I live to die to see the proof my mom has risen
I just listen to my heart before the words are spoken of a golden token like Comanche codes
What's he talking?
He's been patiently waiting to snap Like 50 in 03 to keep it a buck 50 like M & M's, Plus tax
Something that Republicans can't stomach but give in like a bitch cause they got what the world needs
Money and pussy motivates the proceeds
Proceed
Proceed

Written by:
Josiah Villa

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