BURNT OUT

VERSE:

If you trynna say that I'm crazy then maybe you right
I got these demons in my brains it telling me its on sight
Po the fo up in my cup, and put the lean in the sprite
I'm kinda wishing that today is the day that i die
Homicide in my mind, i wanna kill you tonight
You watch yo back, if you walking everytime of the night
Bad scene in the fucking streets, its a scary sight
I got some fuel on me cuz I'm boutta blow, i light up the pipe
Thats right
Smoking thraxx in the back with my backpack
I rack hunnids, in my sack that i packed
Smoked crack, now im stunting
Shootin for glory, you horny
My mindset is made, and i'm making my story
I dont want yo beef, what i mean
Is I'm makin it shorty, what i am affording
Recording my music, its lucid my dream
Is coming to life, thats a warning
I'm takin these drugs just to spend all my time
Like Im waiting for the fucking morning
Whether its pouring, its boring
How much i gotta wait
I'm making my music so much that its
Starting to look like some leftover plates
I state, how many times is a motherfucker gonna tell me
I'm in the goat debate