Remorse

Was never taught introspection,

And I ain’t ready for a lesson,

Too many thoughts in my collection,

My head is haunted by her questions,

I’m never talking my confessions,

Not every walk is for reflection,

Not every war is for addressin’

Aye-

Who I gotta sit here cap-pin for

Niggas wish that I was that mat-ure

Always down for a back -and- forth

Call me Kramer - I am rap’s jigsaw

Fore I made it they attacked my flaws

Now they call for favours - that’s rap game law

Carry rap like a MagSafe cord

I really try to not taunt any opps

Stay at aim if they call for my spot

Otherwise, just watch their fall as they flop

I lost faith that they balls gonna drop

Decades since my first rap verse now,

Still ain’t even close to sat burnt out,

Driving a new black hearse out for each wack verse that these rap nerds spout

Went to therapy, how you think that turned out

I missed the exit for my course

I was disconnected from my thoughts

Now I sit inspectin with protection, like a store

I was disconnected from myself

Now I’m disconnected from remorse

Aye aye

With protection like a store clerk

Disrespect’ll lead to more work

Niggas stressing coz they all burnt

Hit my messages “can we talk first?”

If they hating it’s coz they can’t write one

If they have made it then it’s an AI one

And if they debating it means I’m the right one

Aye -

I hit the exit, I’m on course

Was disconnected from my thoughts

Sit inspectin - with protection, like a store

I was disconnected from myself

Now I’m disconnected from remorse

Aye