Madman

Mad man damn live my life in a can
Resort to stirring grams
Just a shell of a man
Cyan caps to Die Hard fans
Was my plan, expand in different land
Michigan Pakistan drove me pecan
Roast to the frying pan
Iron hand in the unit survival of the Damned
Demand answers from above but he ain't chiming in
Sirens Blaze he probably put his time in
Let Chumps play the violin
Vials and a syringe
They Made Simon Says of my friend

A madman damn live my life in the pen
In a cycle of sin recycled in a gambling den
I take 10, catch my wind
High as John Glenn
Musical slum pitchman, Carolina wren
Now and then I call on glowing feet and olive skin
And wе be pollyin'
Valet of the cartridgе and the bullet Volleying
Black bottom that black hole that swallow men
The man's mad damn live my life on the pad
Grab bags of green in this bucket of crabs
Soledad scenes screams no luck if not bad
Impale beats like Vlad empty spoils in my bag
Boiling rivers of 44 mags, he's so mad!!