This is a song about "I m trapped"

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

How did i get trapped within, confined

Just hustling you understand

But as times elapse i still felt trapped

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

With two chicks, sadistic

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

On they twitter writing novels, see

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.