Sweetest Language The A.L.L.I.E.S. (Hip Hop)

[Produced by 9th Wonder]

[Verse 1: Novej]
She spoke to me in braille
The way she felt, I won't go in detail
Between the lines of the letter's she mail
But what the hell, she said her man's in jail
Like a champion takin' an L, not well, down on himself
Being around, I can help pitch in
Do more than just hear me baby doll
Listen, my grandmomma raised 11 alone
Dearly beloved, poppa's heaven was home
So with the one you got, you gotta be strong
Other side of that phone
Your confidante, heard you pour your heart out
You grew impatient if he ever got out
You tried one mo' 'gin
Despite the fact you back with some ol' friend
That Love Jones, you hope it don't grow intense
He didn't give you doe for the rent
He gave up by keepin' this here up
A Capricorn we were born, yup
Unless God forbid, already hard as is
Another kid, not one of 'em his
I did us a favor and prayed for us all last night
A few problems of my own and say I don't act right
'Bout the decisions I made, why I'm livin' this way
Take the time to write a rhyme about me, what would you say?