Clues - Cholla

Cactus on my feet
Prickly
Thorns be in my kicks I finna bleed
Red sole walkin
Staining sand in the beach
Underrate my status
But they listen when I preach
When I preach
When I teach
Georgia peach
Burnin up so I high
Feel like I'm Cheech
Rolly presidential
But there's no way to impeach
Cholla gold like Saturn
Cop a ring that's out your reach
Feelin numb
They'll be digging up my roots
For where I'm from
Got me dehydrated
Turn my body into crumb
Retaining all my water
Like a cholla under sun
How you feel
You know the deal
I care about the way you livin still
Take you to the void
Thats just the place I go to chill
Sure I'm not beside you
But my presence very real
You think it's fake
It's what you make
You valuable to me
Ain't no mistake
Washin down a quarter
Of a pilly with a shake
Murder all the demons
In my brain when I'm awake
Finna shun
All the fun
Lookin back And now I'm seein what I've done
I've been destined for this life on mind
Before the age of one
And they can't throw off my mental
Cause you know it weigh a tonne
Cactus on my feet
Prickly
Thorns be in my kicks I finna bleed
Red sole walkin
Staining sand in the beach
Underrate my status
But they listen when I preach
When I preach
When I teach
Georgia peach
Burnin up so I high
Feel like I'm Cheech
Rolly presidential
But there's no way to impeach
Cholla gold like Saturn
Cop a ring that's out your reach
Peep the jacket
Decked out with the motorcycle patches
Keep it cold like Huncho
But I wanna know where Jack is
Listen to the teachings
Then I put'em into practice
For the fam
Always in my plan
Duckin under hurdles
I save my jumps where I can
It seems to be the distance
That they never understand
The game is just a marathon
That never fuckin ends
And you know
No matter where you go
Doesn't have point unless
You love it more than gold
People from my city criticize
And watch me grow
Maybe when I die
I leave'em with the feel of woe
From the heart
That's where it start
We keep it sweet
Until it's feelin real tart
All my other quoted passions
We just grew the fuck apart
Pay attention to me now
Cause I'll be topping out the chart
Cactus on my feet
Prickly
Thorns be in my kicks I finna bleed
Red sole walkin
Staining sand in the beach
Underrate my status
But they listen when I preach
When I preach
When I teach
Georgia peach
Burnin up so I high
Feel like I'm Cheech
Rolly presidential
But there's no way to impeach
Cholla gold like Saturn
Cop a ring that's out your reach

Written by:
Joshua Blaha

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