two years gone now you hittin my line whos haunting who wasting my time same bitch new act now its holier than you but i see through it its nothing new quoting lines i fed to you twisting my game like its something you knew its an atrocity no astrosophy here just mistrosophy that false sense of hope no competition no comparison guess im just a joke to you cant spare a minute when ive hit rock bottom you never felt this fire never walked through my hell think you know me but this is only the shell you should be rich with all the stories you sell your personas a mask built off my grind a weak imitation of a strong ass mind you preaching meekness you dont even get it stoicism is power youre just weak and inauthentic sobriety is cute but lets keep it real cant practice moderation when you lack the will you were my project my blueprint my plan now i look back like what the fuck did i stand my lessons my light my dark you missed all the meanings still playing the part talk about blessings but you aint done the work shadow left undone now you act like a jerk maybe read jungs work pick up a book instead of running your mouth with the game that i cooked phase ones over now its sink or swim but you swimming in circles playing games you cant win im done saving hoes done giving a hand youll rise or youll crumble with your supplicant plans when you know theres no erasing me no escaping me look in the mirror who do you see when you feel lost and helpless do you think of me this has always been love but its not like youd know it never gave me a chance to show it but its not like i was ever owed it but you wont escape destiny all these women around but its only you that i see in every interaction my misguided distractions find the truth in the wreckage the rubble you built bridges you burned the blood you spilt ive done my part this mentor retires now you walking through flames with no way through the fire think youre so wise but still acting clueless repeating old cycles run
