[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
For those of you who never heard of me and those who don’t remember.
My name Da’Jon King;
The most predictable of all these niggas.
I’m from nowhere and from everywhere and I show no surrender.
I’ve done evil you can never equal-
“Crazy”, as she whispered.
I was out in front of school, rapping on my own beats.
Smallest in attendance, with a rap sheet tall as 6’3.
I ain’t have no hoes, the same clothes on as last week.
All I had was lows but it was Hightops on my own feet. 
Hightop on my head, not Fading niggas if they tested me.
"Juice" was what they called me.
I was Boxed in and too weak.
Fast forward, I’m on campus fresh off turning 19-
With another girl I can’t commit to, ain’t stop me from piping.
I hate that she likes me, at the same time I love it.
She thought I was playing, now a nigga can’t be trusted.
Now a nigga being judged by her and co outside in public. 
...But it’s a dozen ways to start a friend to friend discussion.

Listen.

You can call me what you want.
A liar, a hypocrite…
Whichever fits the runt.
But I can’t even front, you got me bent up outta shape-
The way you think that I would slander all your names, even once.
I don’t know you, best believe.
You barely know me too.
But I can show respect, I know.
I know you know it too.
But if that’s how you resort to handling situations like that-
Why would I be there the next time you two choose to blow a fuse?
I wish I had the heart to drop names the same way I wish I had the heart to stop the screwing that I did to you.
I was living through my flesh, I ain’t see it as a chore.
I was tryna keep my energy the same to match yours.
Understand-
I was just as over it as you were.
The bottom line is that I’m not the one you could love.
But regardless what you heard and what you think, what you believe, I tell my truth to you and them because I felt that I could lead.
I tried to tell you that God told me that we shouldn’t keep it going.
But I kept on anyway, I used his word as my own omen.
And the reason why they found out anything about the two of us was cuz I tried to help out Jasmine-
…with Owen. 
I was tripping, I admit.
I’m the first one to admit it.
I’m the first one to admit I’m tripping, don’t you get it twisted.
But the parts that I had mentioned?-
(Were the good that you have done.)
And how I’m not sure I can stay and let myself even risk it.
I always beg this question-
…The lord is my witness.
But how would you expect me not to turn myself away from causing pain to you again?
Even when I don’t attempt it.
All the things that I’ve inflicted, no intentions, I’m conflicted to a fault.
It’s not your job to help me, you do not deserve to pay the cost.
I’m a coward, I’m afraid of myself and my past and my future on this path that I walk.
What you see is what the rest have seen from me-
After all.
The rest of all the girls that came before you would agree with everything that I’ve said about myself.
I’ve only proved them right-
But I’m tryna prove them wrong.
I’m tryna prove them wrong with every single written song.
I’m fighting with myself and all my demons, I can hear my momma screaming in my head with every single tear that’s shed from you and-
All those other lovely women that I’ve gone and damaged to the core.

Not a Fine Line between a broken heart-
And a corpse.

If you’re still here, just know I’m sorry.
To all of you, it’s my fault, my third apology.
Or my fourth or my fifth.
But please rejoice-

…I’ll be a corpse in a glimpse.
Hope you enjoy.

Fine Line.

MEEJ.