Real talk though I’m think I’m gon have to write out some of these bars so folks know what time it is
“Fear no people, though my ears know evil
Arrears and tears, years and years
Open rolled sea scrolls, and “piers” appear
The ocean floor peaceful... but we’re here
Where they don’t approach negroes, steer clear
Them overtones legal, socio-economic
Socially too, this “crow” don’t seem “new”
My old folks “seen flu”
Seen polio and police boots, “both was beaten” I’m meanin
Comatose, bleeding over oaths for freedom, foresee an
“Overthrow”, reason Rosa “rode with King”
To see the rose that arose to be, I sow seeds
In the soul, so the soil where ya soles is steeped
Only spoils cold feet, don’t toil don’t eat
Flash in pan: no oil, no grease...
Master plan: slow-boiled, low heat
African, don’t foil yo free
Money don’t buy what the lawyer gon lease”
Name a xxl freshman nikka who got bars like this
None. Xxl freshman have flow but no bars! At all
DaBaby is a good rapper but raps about the same shyt every record I’ve heard with the same flow
Off top
That’s what I do it for 
