A CAPELLA 31‼️
Takes its toll in like a hunnid I’d more varieties.
These leave a nigga breathless it’s like I’m on knees,
begging please just to let me go, let a nigga leave but the feelings fleeting like leaves falling from a tree.
I don’t wanna leave, man it’s my existence,
I block my resistance, I caved in it finally but,
still a voice in my head tryna break free,
tryna show me visions on the things that could be, should be, would be.
If I take up the mantle and break free from the chains, shackles they had tryna tie me.
Tryna tax me but they never knew the sound been tax free.
Still I’m puffing bush weed, like it’s chief seed, trying not to exceed my capacity,
I must bleed, but I can’t cede so I’m taking on this damage with a pint of the lean as my IV