Fhin, Louis VI - Trauma

Turned off the media and then
I got to the work
The dopest in the land
My vision probably written in dirt
My writtens slittin the wrists
Of the bitches sayin I flirt
The kids been getting mentions
And giving lessons but what's it worth

But who am I for thinking suicide
The coolest guy but my past left me traumatized
Because my daddy lied
And the bills is getting collected
But no check up in my lo
That's why my mama cried
S-M-O-K-E-Y lets put the jokes aside
I went to court to see my dad
Locked up for homicide
My city feel lit we smoking cookie people
Dropped Chapter 1 this is just another sequel
Lookin' at my past self through a peep hole
Wondering why the fuck you even think you equal
I fell asleep trippin' balls while bumping Mac Miller
I got cushion in blood but my grind made a killer
Think you hot but you not all my bars way iller
Ken Griffey with a pen King Kong with a mic
Louis Vuitton on that thong
But she blonde and a dyke
Smoking strong Cheech and Chong
Nothing wrong in my sight
Passed a test for mom put the song on the site

Turned off the media and then
I got to the work
The dopest in the land
My vision probably written in dirt
My writtens slittin the wrists
Of the bitches sayin I flirt
The kids been getting mentions
And giving lessons but what's it worth

Now I spark rhymes to ignite the beast and then my dark eyes
Think we pray to Gods but we talkin' to the dark sky's
Not also did every single person count me out
But I was all up on my couch tryna see what life's about
I was guilty fornicatin' with the hoes that show me love
Only conversatin' with all of the bros that show me love
Then a couple years passed now it's varsity jackets
Leave the new school full of posers and faggots
All the kids that popped pills the ones who turned
To addicts ain't fuck with politics until I'm lavish
Now it's pay me in advance for set please
Yes please no debit that's a check please
Just passed my test, test me
If there's one thing that I learned
It's always have a plan b and when the road is rough
Just know the man upstairs is care free
I seen my brothers blood up on his wrists so nothing scare me
And I know there's people listening to this that stand me
So I…
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Turned off the media and then
I got to the work
The dopest in the land
My vision probably written in dirt
My writtens slittin the wrists
Of the bitches sayin I flirt
The kids been getting mentions
And giving lessons but what's it worth