All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full
I'll swarm on your poor ass like the tribe goin' on award tour
Suicide is do or die and id rather choose the latter/
And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper
People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school
Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool
Cause my thing something vicious
See me on a roll like the wheels on the bus
Trippin like i road the bus
I just light up and focus
I became the expert on suicide and how to cope,
Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope
I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more
For the last resort, don't show the tour, i know what i'm here for
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