Intimate Vision - Tragedy, GQ Beats

What I write is a haze dutch dipped in leak

Silence is a G’s code so I barely speak

Like a Scorsese flick

Leonardo when 'The Departed' of Killaz Theme

Mentally ill, so retarded

By them liners, y’all niggas can’t fuck wit my lines

Tear shit up like emptying clips from two .9s

It’s just embedded in my artery

In my veins, you can say the game is a major part of me

Simple and plain

I got killaz on my left side, hustlaz on my right

Supreme Court indictments over my head when I write

Wishing life had a greater purpose

Niggas think the shit is all good

But that’s the shit you see on the surface

I’m going thru the struggle life is a hustle, I ain’t lying

Baby brothers in the can, sister is on the verge of dying

My soul is crying yet I still rep till it’s done

Any song that I touch I embrace the track

The most intimate vision, what it is to be black

You know I write it so I live it and what’s realer then that