Shenron

After the sunshine the rain come back
 Had a few good days and then the pain come back
 Back to basics Shaolin stretches on my yoga mat
 I rather forks on the road than a cul-de-sac
 Swollen lymph nodes bulging out my neck
 Still hit the gym up bulking up my legs
 Protein ain't cutting it got me wondering
 What Dolph Lundgrun did in rocky couldn't get in touch with him
 Calendula tea on my peninsula
 Trying to cope mood swinging like a pendulum
 If I had one wish man I don't know
 Maybe bring back the dead who didn't wanna go
 Then again why?
 It hurts on earth
 The cycle's birth re-birth back to the dirt on earth
 Shit I can't tell there's a few perks on earth
 Ya biggest gift, can then become a curse on earth
 Sad, when good relationship go bad
 Took for granted what u had, now you can't go back
 Trying to slow down but days are going faster now
 Kawhi Leonard with the clippers not the raptors now
 Change is constant mad souls get lost and found
 When on the come up ideas get tossed around
 Ms. Bisi "Imani House" she lost a daughter
 Ignored at the hospital insurance under water
 Some worship logos some rock clothes to stay warm
 Spent hours on the court to shoot jays with great form
 When you build with right one then the knowledge stay born
 How this art form turn into a modern day porn
 Sex money murder black women getting kidnapped
 Sex traffic bodies getting traded where the tricks at
 Gang related artists yes poverty is heartless
 Flip side culture flourishes where death hits the hardest
 If I had wish
 I'd probably ask for 5 more
 Better health maybe more time life so short
 If I had wish
 I'd probably ask for 5 more
 Better health maybe more time life so short
 Nor can time unmake what the poets know
 Overdosing on rum late night
 At the playground trynna get my pump fake right
 Remember meeting Ose Reggie
 With my boy hoping that my demo would get me
 A way out my crazy grind was crazy times
 Had a little lady down in Harlem she was fine
 Was looking to be signed we was trying the best way we knew
 We had a few songs that could have blew
 Couple of radio joints we hit the stage like
 Took a couple shots to the face for the stage fright
 Drunk driving back home trying not to dose
 These were things we did looking for that pot of gold
 Love and recognition justifying our existence
 In this cold world either you the hunter or the victim
 Chasing bags dark circles bags under eyes
 Hoop dreams long gone I was mad undersized
 Fuck a job tho that shit was like death to me
 And the way they treated us that shit would get to me
 Looking in the mirror my future self stepped to me
 Said it had to thank me cause it had a debt to me
 That's the pep talk I needed and the thought got seeded
 Reminded who we are when I'm forgetful I'm a feed it
 Easy to get caught sleeping at the flee market
 And forgetting what you worth searching for the cheap option
 Barbershop cutting off few inches off the top
 My Hustle got smarter shortcut! to the top
 Pursuit of happiness with grass root savviness
 Black dude matching substance smooth packaging
 "Ready to live" Wake Self I'm on my path again
 I let it come to me no longer chasing after it
 If I had wish
 I'd probably ask for 5 more
 Better health maybe more time life so short