This is a song about "My scythe is 150mil"

Close your eyes my face is

Well, we are the roses

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

My life is almost as fucked up as your mind is.

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

A scythe in my left hand and a sickle in the right

My scythe don blessed ya made a mess, much to your dread

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

This is my original, my validation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

My god is my saviour he is my protector,

Get high together, left ny together

Guess how big my dick is

It's a beautiful bliss