Investigative Reports

The first mission of three is to blow up a train

I know I'm gon' die, and I'm not going insane

'Cause I stopped loving my life a long time ago

I could just jump off a bridge, I won't try to though

If I'm going out, I'm going out with a bang

If I'm not living, then a lot of bitches ain't

Ain't nobody suspected I got a bomb in my backpack

Now I just need confidence, and I have that

I walk in the train, look 'round, then take a seat

Nothing making me stop now, I just can't believe

How many people I see, I'm getting nervous

But I know this gon' be a premeditated murder

Look at my watch, the bomb gon' blow in ten seconds

The earth can kiss my dick, balls, and rectum

Before I close my eyes, I see a little boy and girl

Now it's time to say bye to this annoying world

 

Mission number two is to hijack a plane

And this shit my job only, and I have to pray

For a brutal death for everyone on the flight

Casualties in tens definitely won't suffice

The plan is to crash the plane in the nearest river

Imagine me fucking up, I know I fear this picture

So I'm sitting here, looking out the window

On the board there's some kid hooked into Nintendo

I smile to him, think I got his mom to like me

No seat empty except the one beside me

I know that the river near is where our grave is though

Now we're finally in the air, I'll wait a few more minutes

To relax, 'cause this holds more weight than U-Haul, bitches

Now I walk to the cockpit, quickly stab the two pilots

Ain't no passenger noticed 'cause I move silent

I heard the third mission Is burning a bank

Well, this gon' burn too when I'll swerve with the plane

 

The bank I work in started to burn suddenly

I hear someone screaming fire stings like a bumblebee

Surrounded by flames, my homie bested

No circle, but I see him die a meterfrom the exit

But I gotta worry 'bout me, I'm running to the back

Before I escape, I'm coming for the racks

I see a family getting eaten by flames

I don't give a shit though, I'm speeding to the bank's

All cash, I grab as many stacks as I can hold

All this money finna get my life controlled

I'll pay off all the bills and still have shit left

I don't care I just did an actual act of theft

Something pulled me by my leg, I almost tripped

I see an old man, holding on kids

He said to me: "Please, grab the children and run"

I was impressed by him, but I was feeling like fun

So I threw a middle finger up and sprinted away

'Scaped the bank through the glass, causing the window to break

See a bag, pack the cash in it, even though it's a little burned

Maybe later I'll come back, put that man's ashes in an urn