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told me about people living in caves in Arkansas
I sat outside most of the day and watched her paint her house
 
She said she didn't want any help, she

accepted by the cool kids 
But then he realized it was foolish 
Cuz they were all choosing   
A life that was so abusive
He was saved by the music
I don't

dying
I wonder if diamonds stain the necks that they on 
Not probably enough the body will rust before it comes clean
Know my cave ya'll gave me got me

treat my uncles' kids like my daughters and my sons
I wont force nobody to love me, Ill just let it come
Im tryna be the best
I dont got no time to play

haven’t been speaking
Tryna find a way outta hell
I’m teetering by the deep end
Can't reach the angels
I’m bullied by inner demons, yea
I’m suffering,

gotta pry out the elves that are calling me a wench 
They're dwelling in my nostrils 
And being really fuckin' hostile 
By demanding that I weep 
About

to the sky, throwback my head and I sing
Come on

'Cuz it's my life to lead, my son, my wife and me
I chased most of my demons away 'cuz that's how it needed

Got a blunt
Man let’s light one
My team out striving for the billi’s
Like we Jay son
And y’all stay dumb
Listening to use grow, while you star struck
I

Carving a block of wood 
In the mental image of a son he never had
Working away drenched in sweat 
Possessed as if he's gone mad
Promised it will

in the cave hits is tough as gator meat
Serving cuts like catered quiche
Urban sheik but my momma thought her only son the way to speak
Went

left the cave and I saw what caused the shadows
Came back to try to explain and caught arrows
Cause people prefer to remain undisturbed
The practice

It's scientific

Yeah! Wow!
There's so much to learn!

The Sun came from a cave
And it made the clouds go by
(Hi!)
The clouds had a conference
And rain

monster digits, the bills come,
it’s obsfuscated, and complicated for real son,
a minute more they come at your door now you victim
and they sitting with

the metrics
Fuck asymetrics, all lame aesthetics
I'll cave their head in
If man come stepping at my tryna wave a weapon
I'm facing death in several ways
Every

but I live in a ditch
It's okay though my son
Sire, will find the glitch shortly and fix thee
Then send it off for calibration, done by The V

Pluck

the streets, caves, and jail cells
(Elijah)
The streets think it's weak and the church too much heat
I'm repping God's Son until I'm 6 feet deep
(huh)
(pull up)

And that's why I never trust Nobody
Want to be the son and come back Home
Now I'm waiting here sitting by my lone
God meet me in a whisper
I feel I'm down in

grace while turning both blind eyes
I heard a rumble on the other side
Son - here comes everyone

Woke up applauded by some little judges holding up their

technique obsessed
It’s fortified pressure sound waves can cave chests
Now I bet go getters can’t let go for success yes
Grasshopper like bet then win after

clean on me
You can't see, I'm married, just look down and see the ring on me
Covered by the blood, so I ain't scared of what you bring on me
Remember I

Between the orgasms of cibeles
Between the lecherous banquets of Jezebel
Blinded by Nahemahs temptation
Worshiping the dark cult of Nepehente
To make

I stepped from the shadow
That was my cave
Just an average student
Of your mysterious ways
You turned the night time into day
Now forever trapped

Of the Royal Dynasty, with
Lectures Over Rhythmic Data
Albums full of algorithms, shit, I know I lost you
Niggas my sons but don't resemble me at all
You trying

the Lord as I count my blessings
Name them one by one that's what they tell you son
But they don't really know about the hell you from
Crazy with the flow,