Truth in the Rhythm

I came up off of overdraft notices and overkill. Eviction on the door,

still talkin' 'bout keep it real. So now I'm readin' every law that they wrote out to choke

us still. Part tester with a pen, turnin' trauma to overbill.

Grew flower in the closet just to balance my dopamine. While America was racin' to delete

us off the screen. They profit off our pain, off our hood, off our weed.

I just cut out all the middle men and grew my own seed. Yeah. I don't cappin'

my cadence. I just fact check the cadence. Break a headline down in sections

like a medical statement. They post vibes, I post sources, footnotes, court cases.