Postpostpartum

Sample: Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo by Tee Mac Omatshola Iseli
Dont you know?
I had my arms open
Soak it all in
Postpostpartum
Lets go hard
Yeah , we all in
Dont you know?
I had my arms open, yeah
Soak it all in
I was postpartum
But please, dont guard him
Pardon me for yawnin
Nigga, we all in
I was just talkin jargon
We was posted on the wall
While our seed was wylin
Word, word
Nigga, we all in, please know

(Check it, yeah)
I was hurtin from birthin niggas
Shit, got into my mental, yeah
All these little lowercase ts
On instrumentals
Oh, please, just go be gentle, yeah
Drawing from my stencils, uh
Seein all the itty-bitty knees, all about to tremble
But see, why am I salty, yeah?
Shit, I should be honored, yeah
But now they runnin laps around mе
See, thats the problem you see
Im just doin my thing
But then thеy profiting like bees to a pollen
Now see, you see my problem

And you look around and they look just like, like you
(To you its knee deep)
(To him, its chin high)
(Fear is intertwined)
(But the cards that were dealt? Well, never mind)
(You gon need way more than some boots for all this)
You birthin niggas
(Way more than a tool for all to fix so)
Nigga, you birthin niggas
(So follow suit and them sins they gon follow you)
(You cast a way darker shade than your peers)
(And thats gon follow you)
(Further from the sun, so, from father to the son)
(Part of it is done, but its hardly just begun)

Id rather burn at the stake than boil in a pot
But you gotta pull em from the roots when you pull the plug, uncle Lelo taught
Its been a blessing just to see you grow
But soon as you seen red
I shouldve seen red
Shit, you already know, tried every angle
Turned over every, turned every stone, shit, but one more to go
But please, it just turned to my season
All falls down to your feet
Nigga Geronimo
I had my arms to the sea but now they gotta close

And you look around and they look just like, like you
(Soak it all in, you gotta go)
(You birthin niggas)
Soak it all in, you gotta go (Nigga, you birthin niggas)
I aint trying to be God or Dr. Frank
Oh nah, no no