Chapter 2

Look, this is my life story

Dad was on the road, mommas water broke, and he stole, the truck to get her a ride, stormy

It was , she wanted mcdonaldss, my dad was like you bout to bust.

But through mix of freight and knowing ,after the night he's gonna get horny.

She got a quarter pounder, mcflurry and a quarter ounce of ,meth to chase the flush.

I flushed into life high, high protein, poppin' a boner with an adrenaline rush.

Was born ready to fuck up the world if my heritage touched.

At one my dad and his friend got me drunk.

At two I suffered as much as Vietnam vet does.

Stuck in a home of deadly abuse,one time he threw me so hard my head rung.

Felt like an explosion of pain, grenade shockwaves in my ear drums.

At three I was mostly alone sleeping outside, by the time I found a home I was taken back into a deadly bedside, so year three was just year two respun

At four I escaped my chains, so they ordered a hit on me at age five, died three times but still i stayed.

Even the doctors tried but my spirit would not break.

They accused my momma of my murder when she didn't even know the scene or how it was placed.

She snapped and grabbed the doctor and punched her face.

She fell in to a trap, arrested the same day.

At age six I was convinced I wasn't meant, to be loved but still latched onto it like a grave.

At age seven it was ridiculous concept, a mythological place.

At age eight I was put in psycwards rejecting my families name

At age fifteen that was my final visit.

Met a girl,red died hair Hispanic and had an attitude of "I own this shit"

She owned my heart, we never met again

But we meet when I'm reminiscing

Thinking about the old days and how I have risen.

Skip to eighteen, began to hear the voice of God.

Still limatating, my source of fire.

This was when I was on my own, not owning shit, wasn't accountable.

Was bearly salvable, then got saved after demons pushed me so far in the dark I found the source of order even, they have to be countable

For actions, the passin was the first time I had passion,

It finally felt like I have an address, but what's bound in heaven must be bound on earth so I went homeless to build up to that task man.

 

 

Now I'm twenty, on my way through the desert to get some honey.

I'm against no body, but at the same time I love to get somebody.

Feel like cain, my first murder had left a mark, it changed my DNA

Anybody who tries to do the same, gets the punishment seventy seventy times worse, that's Gods words so you have him to blame.

Can't go against him, go against me the father sees it a sin.

Just wait until the game wakes and I seize it again.

Oh believe it friend, I'm not the strategic trend

I flow through the mist, my flow is something you can't list.

Out of this world, out of my mind it gets, built with up suspense.

Who knew I would have such an obsession over some pens?

But hopefully it don't over cement, the goals in the scope of my lens.

Or open doors that opens pits.

This my life story chapter two just began.

When trauma ends, and when I find my prophetesses,

on my way to that rocket ship, on my way to proving God saves to all those who are acknowledging.

The way to win the war is through blood and the throne is where my ops are sit, on my way through blood, destruction and mud and prosperin'.

These are the objects the Lord's sponsoring

An ass kicking to bondages.

 

Pleaseee, go to sleep

Im gonna place my mound

Till I'm finally safe and sound

 

Yeah now I'm wondering

In the city again to become the king

You've seen my light! You've seen my dark! But you ain't even see me flounder peace.

Letting rappad go then climbing up on my way.

First thing I'm doing is proving my skill you've slept on since the gate

Then I'm killing the whole site, then the whole industry getting raked.

The fall of empires don't call for a guy first, to clean the place

They called for a monster a demon, a flesh devouring crack feen and

It's blasphemous, to say justice ain't the weapon of God.

Now I'm sharpened but was sharper then you at day one off the top.

The lost age expánd, another generation passed to the other side.

I don't care if it's just me in the industry or on the site.

All of you finished all of you must die.

All of you gimmicks all of you lied.

So I'm laying you down permanently

If you weren't with the get up then don't get up, usurpin' the fleet.

So as I close this page, I see a new start, the start of the GOAT out his cage.