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Check, Its Young Alvy on the beat, Shout out to W.W.G

and any person who doubted me.

This ones for you, and it's been past due

 

Niggas want to act like they never caught the clue, two words

and that's fuck you, I got enough positivity to spread /

but im searching for balance before I am long gone and dead,

you want some punch lines then I leave you on the zed /

Z- Fighters, ignorance could never be read, all it do is transmute

and spread /

You put life on a pedestal, all it takes is one shot aiming down the

reticle /

Opportunities play like a bright symphony, with a touch of Mitus

you collide and see the imagery /

that's the white light, so I remember vividly where I came from,

a star child /

one with the universe, I'm gone in the back of a hearse but I rehearse

all the things I wanted to say to god, while standing on Earth /

My faith is what kept me from going insane, I'm done, tired of fucking

with you, while your stuck on Inane /

it's tragic, I held you in the highest regards, and now your a lame it's

all good I got no time to play /

I just want to slay the dragon, then release my passion this is

clearly evident in my conscious expansion /

Blow up one day, dedicate my life to getting momma that mansion,

smoking on piccolo, and charging my special beam cannon /

I see the Senzu bean, i'm hyped up like i'm Charlie sheen, rail a line

of coke, it's all good no ones watching me /

qui and tai chi I am a seer, and I have envisioned your fears that's a

repeat of history /

Don't act like this some type of big mystery, clairvoyance

i'm practicing wizardry /

voice memo this, I know the struggle, so fuck a rebuttal i'm laying it

down and bursting your bubble /

a free style to show you while we fly.