Centuries

Feel like this been going for centuries

You don't really wanna ever see the best of me

You best believe

That inside my head is an empty sea

But what floats are rhymes

What floats are lines

That I could use to grow my mind

And create something like this, it's nice

Cause every other day I feel the ice

Inside my veins

And although I don't got the brains

There is something that I can explain

It's that everything in your brain

Doesn't stray away from strange

Try to rearrange the thoughts it gets worse

Trying to put the thoughts on reverse makes my head hurt

But after centuries

You can never really know where the only peace you can find

Maybe all you need is a piece of mind

To leave the motherfucking past behind

A little surprised I still haven't declined

Cause it's been 7 months since I've really done shit

And now I feel like it's my time to the reach the end of the line

Being doing this for centuries

I lost all my memories

Can't really get the best of me

Cause I never remember anything, see?

I'm always ready and keeping it steady

I got plenty more shovels to use to bury you

You see I've been doing this shit for centuries

So there never will be a legend except for me

I'm gifted and talented

And all of the people be ranting

And acting like pussies,

Peace isn't that you want

You just don't want your enemies to respond to ur disses

But you don't know all your raps are misses

And they don't get attention, so there is no witness

And look at all y'all bitches tryna call yourself the sickest

The only way you're sick is if you have the flu

And since out the womb I've been screaming fuck you

But to all the women, make a banana and split that pussy open

No joking, I was kinda hoping to see some choking happening

But I can see it all flowing

And now I'm floating in the rain

Surprised I didn't melt

Guessed the wizard of Oz lied

Besides, the fuck am I supposed to do

When I'm without a heart, a brain, and I'm not brave enough

It's like these fake gangsters acting tough

But I guess this is enough

Time for a feature

But when this is here

You all will be 6 feet deeper

Being doing this for centuries

I lost all my memories

Can't really get the best of me

Cause I never remember anything, see?

I'm always ready and keeping it steady

I got plenty more shovels to use to bury you

Started on the pad had some bleeding with it

Claiming to write, I was a fad through it

Lying through my teeth but no fag in it

Started recording, still aint no bag from it

With my Gucci pants, you know i had to sag in it

Made hoes gag, like I was kneading shit

Talked to producers, like i needed em

Took some weed, like I was weeding it

Career blossom, had some carrots in it

Anxious on it, got me biting nails for it

Bad energy, thought i was gonna fail and shit

I was a man, but ion talking post and hit

Bulldog, but ion talking spit and bit

Rapstar, but no trailer parks and shit

MnM's but we aint tryna pack for bits

book bag but im graduating college Bitch!

Baby sips, but you hurdling the ball for hits

Oh shit, did i go off topic with this?

Bunch a crackers in this shit

But aint no ritz in this

Gymnasium, we aint doing splits in here

Ion like tuna, but im eating grits this year