This is a song about "Evidence cite infer analyze examine descr"

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

White streaks on ya face evidence of heart break

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

Any evidence for the police to find

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

You can try to bomb me analyze but can't define me

Like drinking the evidence.

I was playing with guns

For now everything just seem so right

My rhymes people try to always cite

But our eyes can not examine

Catch you up on places i've been

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Murder by stand your ground, pounded 'em, there's evidence,