
if you cant feel that 2nd verse by schoolboy q on blessed as some of the realest shyt ever spit then yeah to each his own cause you
Now how the fukk I'm 'posed to say this?
You see, my nikka just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter
I grip her harder
Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit
Thinkin' of some bullshyt to tell him, like
"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight."
Well, fukk that shyt, whatever you need, yo, I got it!
Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fukk it, then I'm ridin'!
You know wassup, but now a nikka couldn't stick around
Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fukkin' fool
To be livin' by the street rules
fukk police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school
But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah
Remain' solid brah
Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah
A nikka proud of ya'
Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs
We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees
See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son

and you clearly aint really 'hear' these songs
birds and the beez also is >>>>
even tho illuminate is a dope 5/5 song