A. Patton

This song for self

Hold on

When you try to be understanding, people take advantage

Some souls gone be against you but I never panic

Scared of nothin' in this world. All my fear is banished

Speaking "Trill", you ain't real, you might think it's Spanish

Learned the language of the demons just to understand 'em

But that's only 'cause my people get too hard to handle

By "my people" I mean all of us, even randoms

From an era where they dope you up over a tantrum

They done called Alle crazy plenty times, even though he's smart