Walk With Me, Pt. 2

Mali, woah There's a situation I need to address Never wanted them to label me depressed Everybody see me and they second guess tryna say I'm feeling pressed boutta put the shit to rest Yes Yurr, this a game of shock and awe So imma continue beating out my weakness and my flaws With this heavy Justu, 9 tails razor sharp claws You gon need a tissue when I leave you leaking from your jaw When I press the issue pay attention to the picture drawn After I dismiss you you can drink this drip out of a straw I don't need to diss you we could get it, Monday Night Raw I might have to hit you but before I do I gotta pause Wait, I don't wanna hear apologies on my jack I don't wanna hear bout no complaining when I fight back You said I was crazy that ain't true but that's the right track Tryna find a problem like a needle in a haystack So what you gonna do When I light the fuse, and you never catch a clue Stick it to you like a kiddy project with some glue Don't get it confused, this ain't a new attitude it's the truth From the rubble imma rumble like your stomach I gotta keep it humble burst your bubble watch you plummet Now I take responsibility for burdens I'm sorry I make you nervous I'm sorry for my disturbance But I pour out my emotions and drink it out of a thermos But niggas think I be clowning like take it back to the circus And peeking out through the curtains And never to see the surface I'm hurting whoever versing me EMTS and the nurses Are needed for those who certain That I ain't that type of person I'll cut the head off the serpents That's poisoning me on purpose There's a meteor strike, on the horizon Niggas gonna feel it when the temperature be rising Please don't shoot the messenger I'm only advertising That this ain't nothing regular the beat is appetizing (Yeah) Running from the hands on the clock like the fans on the block Looking for a handout but we're all outta stock Never wanna plan out, they get shaky when it pops like a jack in the box woah Wait (Wait?) , Wait (Wait) I don't think you get it so I'll give it to you straight I'm the only real nigga stepping up to the plate It was dead for heaven I'm kicking down all the gates When you want your funeral time to go set the date Mali I ain't like you and it ain't up for debate Flipping in the kitchen I'm whipping you into shape Flying off the turnbuckle like I'm a cruiserweight Instead of looking up I hit the mirror and I pray List of my problems I made em that way Hell Parallel To my shell I just sell Caramel And these L's That you just took the hook never fails Yeah I got these niggas shook, oh look can't you tell Like I'm reading from a book, a nook can't you spell Like in chess I play the rook and cook up the smell Cause whoever said hoods and crooks can't excel (I don't even know) Here's my playbook take a page When you shaky backstage And you going through a phase And you think it's all the rage And you blame it on the age Blame it on minimum wage And your brain inside a cage And I know I've made mistakes in the past I should erase I ain't never needed a bag I got a case Might just need to leave it at that ain't giving chase Mali