Torn between better choices & the better stories

I'm Torn between doing what I want & what's better for me

I'm Young & im juiced the fuck up it's starting to set in

I'm from No Mans Island, but the West End

But it feel like a Change of setting

Dropped a 2nd album on some flesh of my flesh shit

With a couple songs on it that reminisce of confessions

The new school do whatever if you let it until you've led it

Bet it





Niggas tried to son me & shun me

Dub me a dummy

Bitches tried play me

Now I play to much cuz they want me



I'm not that accessible

She really mad I treat her like she regular



I smoke that gas before I answer , &if I gas her I press 87



She mad she can't apply the pressure



I used to feel pressure, now it is what it is



I take a misstep to a milestone

I take a L to a different mind zone

I take a plane to a different time zone

I take it all in stride tho



& we all want it all so quick

Watch the highlights of niggas lives , & niggas be so sick

Then bottle up that energy as if they didn't notice



Back when stacys & robs held respective corners or Drexel rd

In the shop they'd correct my flow

Now I got they attention froze





The Crew Down & on the lookout

They even held me back from snapping at Jas cookout

Damn that shit looked wild



But they seen the best in me

Nowadays they see the best of me

I'm still slipping on routines that Heem stress to me

I'm still smoking my weed, just to relieve stress for me

I'm still ignoring things, just to achieve destiny



They try to dim my light but I'm too clever

Light bulbs in place of the halo

But no switch up like I'm in a dark place though



Sometimes it seem like forging new friendships are pointless

Then Fair weathers flock together

Tune & Raw bet the bread in 2K

That's the only time they go against each one another



Enough epiphanies to go around, life'll humble you quickly

Gotta move different

Your whole outlook through & through different



Everyone worried bout everyone else

Turns into hatred

Everybody just talking in circles

You proving Tasteless



I used to look my own name like M.I. LESS ?

Comparing myself to fake shit

But I recorded 10 hours through hypotherm in the basement



I feel I meet new people just to deal with the conflict later

You already in progress when you meet them along the way

& they feel they price ain't been paid

No bartering they just trade

But I'm a starter & finish things

& grow out of the beginner WAYS

& move on to the bigger plays

Yet I'm shaped by the little things

& that's real shit



I hope as I grow older I don't lose my train of thought

Or have change of heart

I'd like to think my moral fabric is engrained not taught



Man, Lying take a lot of energy

You can't back up shit yeen got the memory

You nigga to an accessory to the legacy

We gon have heir after after heir & we'll never let it breathe





Still find myself tryna to remember lessons I swore I learned



I find people tryna rebuild the bridges I swore they burned



They tryna bring some to the tables I swore I turned



Revealed the oppers, they slipped to a point of no return



THEN I BROKE FOUR WALLS, & flipped my flaws

Fuck y'all

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