Detour

Praying for peace of mind thoughts won’t settle down n i would prolly go to
jail if i said em loud no one said im proud fuck em anyhow i was locked up in a
cage they ain’t let me out
Learned to walk again took a while but im gainin back my confidence what a
shock to them must b alot for them
To see me suceed
To b in the lead
Dont need a degree im self educated the burbs raised him but the streets made
him gave my mixes to da clubs but they never played em i was broke ain’t have
no ultimatum had to get it out the mud played in that’s what i call gratness
I was baggin up the snow on the block slangin
Just to mak my business grow cuz im not patient
I was screamin fuck the poe at the cop station
Actin like u really kno homie stop playin
I got a proud ass thot n she hate it when i tell her what to do u can catch me
in da spot gettin guop poppin bottles w my crew i ain’t worried bout a thing
ima king told my mama ima do wat it do if they clown asses gotta fuckin problem
ain’t afraid to run up on em w da tool
Bought the condom but she told me i dont do protection my thoughts are racin
got em travelin in 2 directions this god shit got me thinkin in a new
perspective i could buy a condo wit my motha fuckin shoe collection