Roach Powder

Bars and cuts darker than carbon dust
Pardon us, in here we're just barging up
C'mon most marketable shit just ain't hard enough
And we're starving son, let me not get your discarded crumbs
Carpets spun when this dickhead bogarted blunts
Marksman hunts for his target and starts to buck
Wanna become an ingant mothafucker like I aren't one
But I'll be damned if I'm shot by a cop pulling out an orange gun
Makes me wanna go out cop a Glock, load and unlock, popping off on the hogs for fun
But I'm just not that scarred, charred, and dumb
Though my heart and numb, wrapped up in barbwire like those old tats of I love mom
You fools could all get splattered driving on the highway sloppy drunk
High I chop it up like knives at Arirang

Gotta go get in the zone, sitting lifted and stoned
Trying to exist on my own, y'all know this but I don't
You got stacks and a home, man I'm practically broke
Wanna tax you but won't, don't let me catch you alone
I'll snatch you out your own bones
Ball yer torn flesh up and throw, causing more mess of yer soul
Cuz both your intestines will go all the way around yer ghost's throat
Choking it out while the essence is shown
I found most take offense to my tone
Bitch, I'll pimp you out hoe, and don't forget your mouth hole
Make triple off her, if she's giving up the asshole too
Will that solve my money problems? who asked you