Genes Of a Dopeboy

I got the genes of a dopeboy, hereditary addiction, roll wit fiends I call homeboy, who equally afflicted, couple teens off of coke boy, I never feel that sickness, flashin scenes and I can't cope boy, and there's more that's not depicted, caught up leanin take a toke boy, I'll tell you what you missin, fuck a pistol best be grippin, hundred shots or I'll be trippin, body bag another victim, seeing trails through tunnel vision, off of Xan's, kill your man's, droppin tabs double dippin, fuck...
(Drugs help me escape bitch, I'm trapped in my head)
Pull up in a coffin bitch, a mag, fill up your bonnet, rollin up you see me coughin, whip out bag, smokin the chronic, bitch my lungs be bio bonic, sippin agua from a goblet, fuck a tap I got the tonic, makes my water bill ironic, bitch I do this shit hedonic, tokin blunts and takin toxins, talkin bout my fuckin doctrine, gold to cover all the rottin, slept for centuries forgotten, wit apostles of suboxone, final supper comprised of ramen, cyanide and sulfadoxine hoe, this blood my drip now fuck I feel dead, LSD in my cuts trippin love to spurt red, come and drown in my meds, see? It ain't in my head, bruh I shoot like dirty needles wit a Hep C spread, if I didn't wanna do this rap I'd go the same route, probably live a longer life and value bout the same amount, but fuck carfetanil mounds, in the same bag wit brown, that ain't what I'm all about, and yet I'm in the same town, seen my friends shoot rounds, and their bodies get found, my boys 6 feet in the ground, I'm supposed to reminisce how? Pop a 40? Aim it down? Soil soak up each ounce, for a life they renounce, that's the shit I denounce, narcan don't delouse, it just prolong the bout, my homies foamin from the mouth, and yall are raidin MY house? Pigs wit gas need doused, take their heads and make mounts, murder more than I can count, watch them faggots just bounce, when they hear them gun sounds, but they talk about clout, like they ever been stout, never cease to astound, every bar I spit's profound, why you think I got the crown? Either way I'm Hell bound, so I let out my shroud, darkened bustersword cloud, murdering these fake clowns, wit the shit I been endowed, bullets spraying as I plow, walkin through my fuckin crowd, drink the blood before I drown, after that reload the chopper, rap and blow my brains out, what...? Bet...4x