The day before is better than the present
Talking about a friend, of a friend
But living underground as a friend of the devil,
I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil
I'm a death reaper, words cannot express, see the
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
The death that bloats like a disease
I'm everything that they call nice
I told myself i'd live with no regrets even if my life comes to a sudden death.
Pass it down and still remain king,im amazing and they not even grazing us
All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone
Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home
If you give up this battle, i might make it a fast death,
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
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