Deep

[Verse 1] The end of an era, the end comes nearer Everything that I’m seeing don’t get no clearer On some pseudo deep shit, that bullshit But I don’t know shit, what shit, who’s shit Ain’t tryna lose shit, it's all about the gains Ain’t talking bout the fakes who be lifting all the weights They be still weak as fuck, cos it’s all a big ass front People change every month whether sober, dead or drunk Over heads of some, like they never watch the sun And I’ll never buy The Sun, I’ll tell you why my son Cos the lies they telling should be settled with a gun Leave they top red, pop dead when it’s said and done I’ve gone off on a tangent, just tryna show my angle Tell KIN Bishop that yeah I am The Man still Sitting at a standstill, and shitting out a handful Of this nonsense that’s more shallow than your ankles