Nonsense - Pud

It’s like

On Insta half these women looking stunnin'

Chasing after lifestyle for some likes and classic women

They banging out one hundred and five minutes but the thing is

That in real life, they’re conscious and no one is even looking

No one’s, had even turned so we focus on our black mirrors

Runnin' after paper on this metal or for that linen

Half these rappers songs are just materials no facts in it

That’s cause people only notice when the stacks given

See I wouldn’t blame cah Ion’t know you in person

But because you’re full of angles, showing curves, you got me swervin'

Add some light in to my writin' and some dark into my verses

You can see me as a teacher but just know this, I’m still learning

Now, try and see a couple signs then I’m curvin'

Talking 'bout religion only preaching where you’re sure

I ain’t cut people off, I’ve just had to be selective

Cause the things I’ve said to them, nah I might not put it into verses

I think I’m going over again, I’m having trouble staying sober again

So I’ll get faded

And as I’m growing older with them

I realise that we ain’t close as we been

Man it’s all changing