Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money
Lost arrowheads of a lost society,
Trust me these queers rushed me for something my cousin devan did
To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked
Overdosed and other jumped in front of a train
And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame
Something wicked this way come
He tried to kill my cousin
Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one
Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin
Competition on the court
Explains the lives of six lost
Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good
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