Heavier Cavalier

[Verse 1]
(King Me), I'm tryna make it all across the board
They serenade you on the water before they toss you off
The blunt is post modern, the strain is Corleone
When the choices you go to make could nearly cause a war
'94 Source Awards
Seen broken jaws on the iron horse
I asked where niggas was at, they said: "Dyin' off"
It lost sense like when Los lost Hec
His rest was only two blocks north
I heard it went south it made me wonder just how that went left
Is it the world's too small or is it too farfetched?
No second guesses or second chances
I'm questioning just what it means to make it
Some make it out with a degree but can't escape arraignments
My OG they found OD'd, dead on the pavement
I'm low-key getting no sleep stressin' these scene changes
I'm tired of this Black cinema
Tragic calls from Seneca
By Seneca Falls we trapped indicas
Never would've thought back then Black men stats could be driven up
From my dead-end actions or giving ups
I had to shoulder that
I know sometimes the high road's not the overpass
To grow an older man over grass, laughs, and balderdash
I had to know the code know my zodiac
If I could hold the ram
And guide my horns through these wild changes
It wasn't judgement but it got disgusting out in Vegas
Hundred-dollar paper planes in a thousand places
She down to swallow proper aim in a house of strangers
With sages I discuss the bumps, puff exotic fragrance
If they suss tell em don't go fuck up my uraeus