No Guidance

No guidance

Trips... yeah like when I fucked his boy cause he told me who my man was on the plane with
He ain’t take me... and when he got back we ain’t even discuss it
No need for him to lie or plead the fifth
17... that’s when I met him and just like look how he raised me
Cause all this game is just too fucking easy
Who these guys swear I was worshipping?
But when I look back at it all it was just for the worst then
I hate to play games, I hate to waste time
But here we are 20 plus years later still decoding it all in rhyme
and I ain’t ever made love... make him cum for a stack
And now I’m lost over here over there I might as well start doing it for a fucking rack
You would think so... but no
But yo... I guess I am that ho
My boy just did a line off my ass
We laughing right now how we freaked out when it almost went flat
And nah... I don’t need no one on my side
Light, guide, obey, and abide
That’s what I wanted but I guess sometimes something of another type decide
And as I sit here typing these words
They just wanna say my third eye is blurred from all that has occurred
And I’m just like “idk where my soul is so I fly back and forth like bird”