This is a song about "Till i fall"

The proverbial lemonade that i made

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Till i colapse, i spit rhymes till i drop

But when i climb i just seem to fall,

These joints here not found at the mall

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

With our backs against the wall, we're stacked up 'till we fall,

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Filled with sorrow till tomorrows breakaway a mess till i slay

When i push y'all down how hard you gon' fall?

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Rappin till im dead, maybe till i feel kind of alive

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

But i don't fall since i still stand