Doe Ramada & 4.1.0.3 - LUNG REMOVED / HYDRATION

I feel comfortable
Still smoke dro need my lung removed
Still hot Doe I'm in hot pursuit
Still pot holes when her chakras move

My body starts to count the odds
Still won't leave when I'm off the drugs
Is it me or is it both us?

I came to earth with a golden crutch
She came over she's gonna bust

I'm not feeling proud
Don't stay sweet when the talk is sour
Don't OD off your only power
I learnt that in the hardest hour

And still I fight these demons
25 Years on this earth, I deep it
What does it matter if we can't keep it?
I still respect all the highers, frequent

I miss my aunty, I miss my grandma
I miss my mojo, I miss the banter
Losing good ones to cancer
Life is short
I don't have the answers how could I report
No bail - used to frequent court
Slaying these girls for sport
Doesn't translate if your purpose loss

So I pick mine up
Cuff my steeze
Counting leaves smoke to ease
Enough's enough with grim poetry

I feel comfortable
Still smoke dro need my lung removed
Still hot Doe I'm in hot pursuit
Still pot holes when her chakras move

Love is kind and patient
I still starve where is my hydration
The sun laments It keeps me awakened
Sensei keep my secrets sacred
Keep my worries car keyed
And my conscious khaki
Let em blend in when the sponsors start me
Finances fickle like a bad
I play CEO I estab
A different context, a different landscape
Give her the wood and the plantain cant wait
Loungin with a thing half baked...

Written by:
DAVID OKECHUWKU

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