Think my cars 'bouta shit the bed
It barely starts up
Think this girl finally like me
Till she ain't hit my phone
Told myself to smoke less
As I face a whole blunt
Need a way for no stress
This life gone catch up
Scared every time I drop a track
It barely catch on
Put my heart and soul in
To be overlooked
In my points
Matchup the fighters
All in the ring
Fuck all the classes
Brawl till the death
Most of the frauds
Can't work with they hands
Come get ya mans
Dirty ass getup
And no type of chance
The voice in my head urging me
Closer and closer
To leap of the edge
Parachute failed
Go ahead please
Waste more time
Go ahead
Bullshit more rhymes
Go ahead
Smoke another dime
Back again
I'm up this time
Go ahead
And waste ya life
Go ahead
And die tonight
Go ahead
I'm up for fights
Back again
To cast your might