Just when you thought you seen it all
The rap game like Jenga pick it off the wall
In other words it's like they build you to the top just to watch fall so you have to stand tall
Gave up on basketball funny
Still in and out of court
My brother Juice going through it
I gotta show support
I told em hold his head
Gave him a loaf of bread
No guidance for n*ggas that's why we so mislead
We fall in love with these titles being labeled the realist
Being labeled gorillas
Slang bang hanging with killas
It's mostly all for nothing
Most faulty out here fronting
I'm baking out the oven
Where the fiends and dealers dwell
This shits a carousel where you are prepared to fail
I'm shaken off moths when dealing cloth
I fit it all with the needle point sew it seems with the thread
So it seem with these n*ggas that murder things in y'all head
In the sky and I sore just like sore I spread, instead
I'm a new dimension
Listen closely to the net there's no one new to mention attention
Not seeking it like these others whoring for fame
But speaking it leaves you clowns that leave you more entertain
A stain on this art form I love so much
Retain my paint brush with the cobra clutch
Ingrain I hit your soul with the closet touch
Look
Let's discuss
My destruction
Overthinking I tend to jump assumptions
But when you assume you make an ass out u and me
I'm losing what I choose to be
The chaos that I grew to see
Drinking can't even function
Use my music express my stress
To get whatever's off my chest
No breast reduction
I take the good with the bad
All the things that I had
What is lost can be found
Except for time that you spent
It's in the air let me vent
All my sin's I repent
To a God that I might believe
As people we do deceive
Usually for gain
Or is it for acceptance
Everyday I wake up
Check it off my regret list
Wishing I could forget this
Look (I'm all f*cked up man)
Look
I cheated on every girl that I ever loved
Most my friends either on, sold or took drugs
Every week another murder and I feel numb
Everything say don't man I still come
I always tend to leave I get that from my daddy
A chip off the old block that won't make my mother happy
I keep my head through my trials and tribulations
I see my angels right next to Satan
Lucifer got a noose on me with these lucrative offers getting closer and closer
But something moving it farther Moods to me getting darker
Pulling string not a archer
It's more like a puppet
Who in charge of the show
All this performance
Still nothing show
The more that you give herd the further you go
Some shit we don't know nor understand
Is just random or is it part of a plan ?