Must hv been those scars
Deadly marks ..that reddish part
On the face of my Fate
Planning games , defining claims

I don't fear no nature's take
I don't care about the mistakes i made
I don't detest fancy Drapes
Cause life's just not abt dirty stakes.

Precipitation

Binding whats left behind
Choosing the best way to clarify

Learning to strive in a place
that doesn't function without crime

Sometimes lying
Sometimes crying

Gone are the blunt days
of which i was "one prime time"

Stays alive still those lies
Ahead of me are only pretentious smiles & style

Picturing it live
Saving the crime
& now i can walk one hundred miles