Your eyes now closed
but I still be lookin' at em,
only just to fathom
in the moment you were passin',
Was it white that you seen,
or the fam in your dreams?
Were you aware/ of the mess?
Were you scared/ when you left?
nah.
no more thinking like the masses
only thinking massive
until i fall to ashes.
No easy task
growing up as a man
But i learned from a master
with a cube in his hand.
we all trying to advance with these
questions that we ask like,
what's really on the other
side of the grass?
then some would let it pass,
or others think perhaps
it ain't about the green,
live for the glory of your past.
Why is it we afraid
of things we cannot comprehend?
all these revelations came along
when Justin ascended,
priorities amended
keepin' hold of my friendships,
and with all these mistakes,
don't keep any resentment.
All these souls, all these souls
never slept,
kept me awake, they made me
unafraid of death.
And until this last breath,
make their pupils
like mine,
like they seen
a birth of a legend
i saw up in your eyes.

believe i've
seen you before
in my dreams and my hopes
no i'll never let go oh oh
time to time, i feel
you alive,
seen deep in your eyes
don't stop,
shine your light

Vietnam, this my ode
to you homie
to your spirit, I respect,
spit that reality check.
A catalyst for change,
in your music, you're eternal,
planted seeds in minds for change,
like your words were fertile.
from your journal, heard stories of
only love,
for your city, for your country,
for Hip Hop that grew us up.
Pieces of the same puzzle
stay humble and low,
cause even if we struggle
we must struggle to grow.
Cherish roots, battle booths
as we fight for our beliefs
deliver speech over beats
like we only rollin' deep.
You gotta look at the panoramic
scenery, being a man is
see it through other perspectives
than yours be highly respected.
These are my idols
from the life I've been livin'
no celebrities,
friends and relatives
leaving legacies.
toward a better me
hear their voices in the melodies
no medicine for struggle
but their blessings are the remedies.

we never see death as planned
always keep us in a trance
our mourning is so vast
but it's all in God's hands
Be in this battle stance
when shit hit the fan
tryna be a righteous man in an unrighteous land
the spirits be around me
lighting all the paths up
hardships tend to back up
experience i rack up
hear the wisdom in words
almost like the psalms read
shadows try to take me but i'm shaded by your palm trees
army of light disarms those of night
and I pray for no day that I hardly could write
cause these vignettes I recall
are just echoes of your voices
destined for the heavens may i make Heavenly choices
then again, these decisions make me who i am and
maybe God still love me and forgive me deep within
despite this religion, only believing of Him
Hope he has open arms when he sees me in the end.