A Fucked Up Story

Lemme tell you bout some real cult shit
Eutaw Alabama where the real cult is
I was raised there this not a tall tale
What you niggas call hell i used to stay there
I done watched niggas damn near lose they life getting beat all night wit a three pound pipe
Used to have to throw hands in a three round fight
Either beat the nigga ass or you sleep outside
Niggas ain’t wanna be here when shit got bad
Now they wanna reap benefits off my bag
You can tell them sucka muthafucka kiss my ass
Cuz I come from the lowest of the gutter and the trash
Went to school on a ranch
For three or four hours they a have us praying chants
Women couldn’t even wear a pair of fucking pants
Blood ceremony cut the wrist and the hands

So when I say im in a cult bitch I really mean that
Shit a make ya heart hard opposite of bean bag
I’m a addict for the money and i’m finna relapse
Keep having nightmares flashbacks recaps
That’s why I stay high pop 2/3 caps
Im look for the pressure nigga pull up weedmaps
Goddamn I can’t find it
When i’m sober I be constantly reminded
Of Women getting raped niggas being violent
Luke edwards think he Jesus in the Bible
My granny still there and she prolly never leave
I just can’t get the wit the bullshit that they believe
And i’m Smokin grade A gas it ain’t got no seeds
That’s the only thing that a put a nigga mind at ease
That shit legal now I can’t stop it
Fake ass prophets
Really wanna beat somebody ass to be honest
But fuck it imma grind and send my people to the tropics
Niggas out here jockin they can’t see what I see
Dark shadow figures having you calling for yo mommy
They tryna copy everything i’m doing like kakashi
Only cult shit fuck a clan or a posse