I try to be there for my people every day of the week. Mother fuckers them other suckas ain’t getting a peak. Letting me leak all over the ink my M.O. Betting I’ll stink, hmm I think that is them yo. Wishes ya desire, riches inspire a dire scene. Evil upheaval come from a muh’ fuckin higher being. Who do you believe in, I’m leavin’ my grievin’ to the most. Sky high that they boast, when we die do we truly go ghost.

My peeps get deeps on heaps of love self indulged. I try to follow but I’m hollow so when I bulged. Out came doubt, I’m game bout, helping another. But when it come to me, from it I flee, I’m a big bother. Self confidence lost in the world conference. Tossed and turned, I burned my own tolerance. The dominance that feelings have go over board. Killings don’t seem so sad when ya mad, over toward. Ya own grown misery, delivery kept quiet. I swept wept nights away cause I’m trying. To not remember, but the ember never be lying. My brain maintain being attacked, a riot. I try it, to have tracked what causes pain. I gain the questions, but the answers are in lessons. I have yet to learn, get my turn in line quick. Befo’ we go die, why life a big trick. I pick my battles and lose so I ooze the tattles. Gotta keep it in, if ya don’t ya reap the sin. But what they did, may’ve slid me to the position. I’m in now, how do we live in this condition. I try to be there, but to be fair life not that. Least I’m a beast with the wordsmith hot spat. Truth since my youth, the booth became a shame though. Riches in the pictures the way to sway a lame bro. Who did it, I ain’t kidding I want it solved. I’m tensed in the sense, convinced that it all revolved. Round a found devil, the evil lie upstairs. Cause it does sure act like who the fuck cares.

I try to be there for my people every day of the week. Mother fuckers them other suckas ain’t getting a peak. Letting me leak all over the ink my M.O. Betting I’ll stink, hmm I think that is them yo. Wishes ya desire, riches inspire a dire scene. Evil upheaval come from a muh’ fuckin higher being. Who do you believe in, I’m leavin’ my grievin’ to the most. Sky high that they boast, when we die do we truly go ghost.