I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my precedented engagement to seem beautiful again Wipe the smudges off my Dior's What's 8k vision if the lens was never cleared off Here's a sharper imagine Couscous on Morrocan linens Two green-eyed curly haired caramels living I'll deny any bag that they offering I don't live to uninspired off novices We work way to hard to be the demigods Tell them that's Jay R8 & diablo Par This is second nature I can do this in my sleep Narcoleptic septic tank shit on your cliché rhyme schemes Cool as a cucumber tripping over views numbers A few blunders Growing pains keep you under Suffocating to breathe deep I'm knee-deep Guess who got them counting on black sheep now that's we Pardon if I speak about the problems that I see I'd be a martyr I'd die before the dishonouring of me Let it breathe For it is too young to determine this as the coldest year yet Though the skies seem bleaker Salt covered ground And others a melting sun I too am grasping for a reality outside the fickleness Let me catch my second wind I've got a couple miles on me don't cry for me Swallow all of your pride homie Re-introduction of the two fools that never quit We steady lit always ready for some petty shit Each day I get more reasons I should stop Get discouraged but I'm not Simply for the reason I got a reasonable shot of leaving with the sneakers that I'm feining to cop Feeling defeated but never leaving my spot Hopeful Flood the gates Two aquarian Breaking down all the barriers Carry the cross While they stay laughing in full hysteria Blood on these marble floors Grab the crown with the head of course Sit in on velvet throne Tell them it's mine as they wipe the floor Take these beautiful lines I present Similar to where her ass and thighs connect I never justify to lie when my life blessed That Benatton on my neck means it's life or death Now catch your breath let it breathe Waiting Beautiful again Reality Young