For a Second Issue Lyrics

Who do I repent to for my escapades

I need forgiveness for my yesterdays

This the cleansing of my spirit that they failed to break

Baby, pop a bottle and let's celebrate

Live fast, die young, we would welcome fate

And they don't love you till you dead, so we would welcome hate

No shortcuts, just shortcomings left us with a jealous taste

They heaven on earth, was our curse, it's gon' be hell to pay

Our lot got the lowest caste they could delegate

Forced to watch our life expectancy accelerate

So they'll let you entertain, but not educate

That's why what my pen became is a special case

Close your mouth, open your mind, you might learn something

Break down an ounce, roll up get high, we gon' burn something

Play this loud and set the vibe, we gon' turn something

Deep inside the Eight One Five, you won't return from it

Walk with me through the Eight

Look all my villains in the face

Watch how the city guide over me with grace

These some real high stakes

Who do I repent to for my old ways

Maybe it's my children in my old age

It's dark and hell is hot but, this a cold game

Another death, another birth, that's how hope came

In the Eight reconstructing my reality

My sound waves vibrate through the galaxy

Artists travel light years tryna battle me

Last fight, one of my brothers was a casualty

It's hard for me to walk around casually

Night crawling, the police goal, I'm asking me

This city always facing a catastrophe

Every issue that we end don't end happily, but