Somethingz Iz Rill To A Few

For years, i've spent dayz like a man on frontline

tryin to act out this maze, not rememberin' lines

a grape next to apes, bustin at the source n vine

for makin me suffer the longest like a lifer on his idletime

wars bring pain...im not so natural in this thang

sum aim to spread bullets, sum peace iz not the same

these streetz hot like flame from fires n dats no liar

one killed her desire, pumpin her veins til she expired

so now I, Ramiah, a different high in my brain

without bein danked up or drunk, i maintain

tryin to realize what it means to stack rill change

you try to do dat shit unregally, they pull ya strangs

sayin', 'oh, he's had enough, so we'll call his bluff'

knowin sum ballaz in da pen aint neva been touched

so what, Respect iz a must n what you hold you fold

in the same token, while scopin what the snitch nicka told

...im switchin up the scroll with 24kt gold rhymes

while rollin on high and mighty forces of the sublime n

these dark sides made me fall victim to crime

nowadayz i'd rather spark up the lie n stay outta lime

outta sight n outta mind, my head iz doin fine

as it jumps to a better bedframe, chill n recline

intertwine with a dime to bone like the world's mine

sit n think on how i hold my shit down...im spiritually inclined