23' OUTRO

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Gods Pentagram
It's nothin' but love to N@Y, MacDeezy, Ethan Andrew, and of course my boy Cody
Yeah

Let me give 'em one more, I got shit to say
You gave a whole album breathe a second take a break
Say the word I'll say their name
I'm trying to move away from hate
But when we work together look at what we can create

Accomplishments, astonishing, It's peaceful at the bottom
Having conversations arguing about on who to body next
I never really wanted this, I learned from my mistakes
But I'm a demon so you say and Imma show 'em who the problem is
It's Gods Pentagram when I step on the mic I got
Shit up on my mind not some shit that they'll like, I write
Nine whole verses then I'm stitching the lines together, surgical
I am not the person who I thought I was concerning you
You lit the flame I'm burning you, the flames are getting higher
And I upgraded from a lighter to a torch
Scorching any rapper then I toss 'em off the porch
Drag the body to the morgue and making sure they never heard of you

Our ego is inflated, confidence let me differ the two
I never needed validation or all the approval to
Know that I was killing shit, I built this off a hurting wound
Turning to myself instead of turning to the people who
Are rubbing shit up in your face when you a'int serving 'em
Take a step back, rather that, than to burden 'em
Learning from myself then I set the whole table
Sitting by myself when I feel the most stable

I'm kinda feeling playful let me state a couple things
The people that you knew for years aren't who they seem
You're pouring yourself into 'em, just so they can drink
The second that you stop then they got nothing to bring
I know there are things I'm gonna have to fucking talk about
Call me out, what you speaking on? Who's it all about?
Hard to count to references between the exes, friends, and the dead ends
That I expressed in Gods Pentagram but do not question it
If I meant it
I was talking about a girl and I wish I never did it I'll admit it
What a gimmick
You really think you know a person, sorry guess you didn't
This album isn't you, the only thing it proves
Is how you can't state your true intentions and these views aren't you
What a fool
I was for loving you, believing when you said it too
I don't have no sympathy my actions always showed
That I would go through hell and back
And you would still be standing froze, wanting more
But never giving any, hard to tell the joke
That I got two divine bitches when it a'int funny though
Shit a'int always fun, it's an open book, my diary
I look into the mirror, I'm the person that inspires me
The only man I fear, is the person that's inside of me
So I put him in the light and let 'em see that side of me

Lie with me and die with me, you people just reminding me
That I don't need a fucking person standing here beside me
My relationships are dying it's a graveyard
And I leave 'em dead in there cause they a'int doing anything for them
To make their own careers start, hard to hear? I feel dog
When I'm fucking caught between a real hard place and a rock
So it's either cut you off or we all
Fall together when I could have took a shot, y'all are not
Getting in my head, this a test, from my parenthesis fake friends
Any artist who the best
And I said that shit once and I'll say that shit again
If you don't got what it takes you can sit up on the bench

And that goes for everyone I'm looking for less
Less of the memories fucking less of the texts that I
Get representing the stupid people I let
Get too fucking close just to go and show me disrespect I need
Less of the friendlies if they can't get me a check, and
More of the enemies if I'm coming for necks, I need
Less of the bitches that fucking want me for sex
Just give me one woman that can pay her own rent

Now that that's all said and done, y'all are stupid
You tryna find some love up in my music I a'int Cupid
It's either entertainment, my emotions, or some true shit
It isn't my responsibility on how you view it
Talking up to God this the real deal
Standing on a pentagram I'm here still
I'm trying to find a balance how the chills feel?
This chainsaw's starting there's some shit I gotta kill still

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