State Of Ecstasy Pt. 1

[Verse 1: Well$]
It's still the same top notch
Notched topside under the belt
Giving out low blows discussin' money and wealth
Damn the finer things attract me
And sadly I'm blinded it all
Discussing my fuckin' rise while contemplatin' my fall
It’s the primetime king, pondering on the drama that the primetime brings
Steppin over the bed, sick, and carcasses, I do this whole-heartedly
You can't stand a part of it
I’m the well known arsonist, who M-O was burinin’ shit and using arsenic
Yeah I started it, same niggas that you ballin’ with, yeah you fallin’ with
Bring that whole L to your section like you audited
Boy ya audited, repossess your possessions
But I only want the valuables I never learn my lesson
We all living in sin, I’m just counting up the blessings
Spending all the salad while I’m tossing all this dressing
Gimme’ a second. Niggas throwin shots
But my voicemail fucked up I ain’t get the message
I’ll stop me, I end shit properly
I got bodies’ boy Just look at my autopsy
But I’m glad I was a part of it
Page 1 cause of death, arsenic , remorse, no not a bit
Say La V, paid in full, de' la soul no I.D. as well
I.T.O.E til’ I D.I.E