FINAL DOSE

Climb up quick to get crossed out the way
You been hoping on dick like a moth to the flame
Getting to it quick but they got in the way
Gonna Alter this perception we get caught in the paint
Blood stained sheets and blood stained walls
Bitch walking out the forage hear the birds they call
Waver in the neurons like its anybody's fault
In the soil he a pellet can't tell anyone at all
Conditions of light
Up at the top gonna slip into sight
Gotta get a respite
A lick and a bite
Pull up on us
He get hit wita pipe
No visitors type
War song sung to the ground with thе war drum
Chipped in r-fid when the lord comе
Stay down might dip at the mourn sun
May douse my wrist till its froze up
I made, I made a mess
I can't seem to grasp on
Certain, certain, certain materials
I just wanna see the truth
Purpose you counterfeit
Working so everything balances
No one deserve
What your boutta get
Counting it
Up
While
The serpents
Surrounding it
Down on my luck
But I'm learning to
Counter it
Counting my take in my background off
Few more gates till I pass out drunk
Boy wanna be great take the trash out bruh
Telephone game you gon pass that on
Feelings from the top down
One by one its cross out
We ain't having fun so jam the cauldron and you locked out
I could never stop now
All the homies pop out
I can feel the heat its raising up you In the dog pound