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Missionary Max
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Desolate frame of mind that boys been rubbing off on niggas
He's been gone for 2 summers still hittin' pickups
Still reflecting on his past now that'll make you grimace
Memories kept him honest it's the same ones within us
Still spit a 16 as cold as porridge is
Arduous journeys often reveal where the shortage is
Record his life in the mic got his priorities
Deep down his disparities had impurities
Welcome back old friend it's good to see you again
Your hair's longer and your skin cleared up
Uh, where to begin? that's like running through syrup
Cheer up, it's so glad to have you back
It's been a long 2 years might have to unpack
All that trauma that you bottled up and lost track
I'm not coming home til I give my mom a plaque
I looked up at the moon and it smiled back
That let me know that those who passed are still in the moment
Life's been my greatest teacher preacher and opponent
I've been broken bruised and battered I don't let it affect me
I make songs you gotta feel so you never forget me
Needed a push like I was poppin' the clutch
I might parade on how I cherish my luck
I'll never sell out for family you can't buy much
I'm in touch with my intentions never use a crutch
I've been traveling through the west tryna find my purpose
I feel like i'm losing focus
I feel like i'm losing virtue
Quit relying on your peers only you can hurt you
Every time I seemed stressed, cut it like a seamstress
Got enough knowledge to rival with the priest's wit
He quit, don't be like him go and complete it
Go and complete it
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