How im feelin tonight..
Racism is still alive, yellow tape and colored lines, i get on these beats an let my soul wine, Words run through my head daily, Headlines. This aint the paper, fuck a chaser when im on country shit get your whole crew chewed up, spit up an shit on. I turn these rhymes on like a light switch and i fuck with people that might leave your body in a ditch, my life is some conspiracy shit, at any moment some bitch can snitch. I aint eatin right so when darkness falls put on your night light. Cuz if you know me right you know i might. The demons i confront dont disperse and ill purse, snatch your fuckin head off your shoulders. Throw words at you like im throwin boulders. Smoldering thoughts of sellin my soul cuz i cant climb outta this fuckin hole.
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