Whats going on I can’t explain this feeling.

This can’t be living.

I must be dying,

but God I’m trying.

So why did I have to go thru what I went thru?

And why I still gotta be going thru it?

Life is hard ya see.

Sometimes I feel like I wanna bail for peace,

but where would I go when I’m deceased.

When my soul’s released.

I don’t know so I’m gone keep hustling, and I stay strapped with my gun.

When I bust it, believe me it’s never about fun.

Hater’s you better run.

And if you think I’m not serious, you better think again.

Before I cause The story of your life to read The End.

Cowards die a thousand times, every day by my hands.

I have the ability to put your mind in trance.

Hater’s if you don’t wanna die, this is your chance.

To leave before I heat it up.

Believe me Bambi, you will get eaten up.

Devoured by this tiger.

But if your real I’m gonna take you higher.

Because I know that real is what you desire.

I drop pearls, rubies, emeralds, and even diamonds.

And I found em all in my mind bra.

So really you can’t get em.

My hands are the only ones that can fit em.

May sound silly, but if you think your jiggy,

then come and get me.

I guarantee it won’t be pretty.

I seek and destroy the enemy.

If you put yourself in that place and instantly.

when i hear your foul mouth mention me,

I’m gone release mad tension viciously.

On a dash for them centuries.