My future's an enigma, it's suffering or this bullet
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
Cause suffering to all of the others
Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis
I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush
To me, your suffering will mean nothing more than whatever
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
I'm mental, it's instrumental
Getting in touch with my mental.
Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
Never wish this upon any of enemies, father suffering the penalties
I enjoy others suffering what's wrong with that
The jager in my cup is licorice black
My trademark im small and mental!
Yes bitch, that's a presidential
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