Junes Confessions

"Junes Confessions" is the fourteenth track on the Green Flame mixtape.

It's thematically similar to Februarys Confessions.

Lyrics
Yes Green Flame, yeah Just let me vent out

Gonna have to cut the cake, any way that you slice it Man, this struggle in the ghetto keeps the world excited While the Glock keep it lit, push the safety for violence Man, these victims hurts more when your life is misguided My eyes to the streets where I wear these glasses Things hidden from the world, I use battery acid But they can't fuck with me lyrically, go ask 'em I passed em more times than the government passed ya  Why you walk and can't breathe like your life is in plastic? Seen killers having dead eyes, red eyes Bags under their eyes, packing for death I watch every step cuz niggas be looking for reps Imaginary reps, no jobs, but repping the set Got fired off work, no government check Another funeral, when you gonna learn about that turn route? The same time niggas came in, they got burnt out I light a candle for the spiritual Niggas still sleeping on me, it's like a miracle You only get one life, dog, I'm double daring you I hope you stay protected because the streets be not scared of you Put a value on life before you compare me to Any other rappers, them humans is uncomparable I'm still up in the house with the dirty sink, Bath rust, shit, how I stay clean? The same way I hit the streets and stay clean Inside out, dirty outside, I'm looking mean You can fit 100,000 in some skinny jeans To a slave, that's the only thing that life means It's sad to see people go down with life dreams I'm still walking the same streets I did in '93 Niggas right behind me, I give 'em the whole nine, please Too many people hope, and they're relying on me Damn, shit's real, they're relying on me  If you gotta say I kill it, man, I got a right to, please Write with the hollow tips that I rap with I'm going through the pen, man, the persons evolved And they always, I love my mama through the shopping and all Because I can see her outside when she was dropping me off So I hit the streets, dog Damn, there ain't no problems at all When you grow up, you slow up, niggas get thirsty I got love for my young niggas, but they try to jerk me Hate me, up in they mind, they started to, shit, irk me  Putting niggas through surgery, fix your face My face is like the wind of summer, out of place Fuck you suckers Fuck 'em Green Flame, we on it