Nic the Poet - Precision (Interlude) lyrics

I be in trouble sometime, still got a troublesome mind I'm looking outta these blinds to see what trouble I find Maybe at double the time I could be doubling mine Temptation crossing my mind on how to double my dimes What sense does it make to have 20 cents in some change I got a perfect 10 dollar bill and I could save it for days I split it many a ways with all the gra** that I graze And I'm in love with this phase Turning it up with the blaze, oh Precision, precision Decisons, decisions Constitution say it's ok but what would I really be missing Should I listen to these intentions and ignore my intuitions Ignore me keeping my distance and risking it for detentions I don't consider my wishes, too busy considering Christmas I don't think I'm moving too quickly, I think I'm handling business And if you got a problem with these issues then you got issues Nostrils blown into tissues when you realize who this is sent to I never meant to diss you only call out all of your misused Guidance and information so much for your education Freedom thrown in your faces, faceless under your pages I know this seems outrageous how I'm going after my bases Making sure that they covered, I ain't scared did I stutter Your daughter is my lover, one day she'll be a mother At the end of this song you'll still be a motherf**er that ain't worth nothing more to me than another damn undercover Pretender Defender Pretend to Defend her n***a Long as my hand is guided I'll continue my writing I'll continue striking at n***as like I'm a bolt of lighting Always hitting em where they're highest Your highs lower your eyelids and you can see where you're gliding so you're flying blinded Blindsided, still I can, see it all period, hyphen Define this, tell me if you like it, I'm no psychic, I might've spiked it Me and me reunited still do it big for the trident I wish that I could find it, but I know where ya hiding Inside me Yea