Eddie Murphy Golden Child Hat

Lyrics

[Verse] As I take down my two strand twist And hit this spliff Contemplating in conversations with my inner kid like "Did I make you proud?" Or "Did I travel down routes you wouldn't have did?" Trynna get it like how I live And "Did I fuck bitches you wouldn't have hit?" Inquisitively searching through vowels in my brain It isn't simply purpose, we smile through our pain Tribulations and trials we contrive to maintain With only being hours away I still feel so far from what I define as my cage Kept my mind astray With psilocybin and what was compiled in my safe Every time a nigga dies, his soul gets monetized Seems we're only worth more when not alive That's why that death clause written in fine Above that dotted line that you signed I heard it's regular practice, it's probably lies Cause if I didn't decline at 1.5 My eyes would never not be inside them blinds Paranoia great as two pair sequoias Stay away from hoes who barely know you Contain composure Don't be afraid to grow up Roll up them roaches when you're at your lowest It be like that, I know it How we can target all the the accounts To amount new audience Nigga this my Faustian bargain with the devil I made offerings like all my favorite artists did And still ain't make it, ain't that some shit Not a plaque nor a platinum hit Could combat the act of sin When that door entered within Granting me VVS shackles To tassel my wrist to contractual bids A freed soul can always be trapped again Even temptations let David back in gig Still wait patient, faithfully for your tragic end It be the ones that even clap at you When stay on your pivot And grasp the grass with all 10 Aaron Salt just poured me a glass in my Benz I want to teach you the game so bad But it cost me so much Everything I had I gave it my last And hopes assault us And a mountain of stuff I never need it but When broke I pleaded When all I fiend for is trust Feeling beneath me When at my most egregious And it still wasn't enough The shroom does look just like fish food The moon's dust covered me in crystals And granted me safe passage To the inner Earth's most intricate and intimate rituals The ayahuasca got me in pigeon view Alibaba me from different dimension pools Turning my living room Into a liminal distant familiar spoof Uncouth, but somehow still astute Unroot every truth I planted Like figs falling from what's to bear from Fruits landing in the palm of your hands to bloom The plan consumes And you're left with the power to choose You know the rules nigga It's you that bends motherfucker and not the spoon