Black August

Aye my steps across the tar

My glock in Raleigh denim

None my heros wore a mask

My t shirt tied for cameras

And I learned early not to be a spectacle, Im just hard headed

You let em tell it we all members and so I dont

I know we something better cause I prayed for

No Ones Trophy, never sold on a crown or halo

Time spent tryna counter all the myths they made up

Green is red, my sweat in the soil, just tryna make some

And my soul said we just blessed for every sunset we can witness

Lit a KD just because we did, I stress bout what I didnt