Sold My Soul

[Verse 1: CusaX]
I'm not the best? That shit had me dead
Rollin' in my grave with my back full of led
You run for it, I said floor it
Step on the gas, then I forget the past then remember it
Bet you can't predict the outcome
Of Yeo signing on the fucking dot with Malcolm
Hop on the flight that I just got out of
'Till a civil war, no cap, I'm outgunned
See me takin' shots, like a bang bang, pop
Then a chk-chk, hit 'em with the AK, stop
Then I come back, spit it then I vacate, god damn
Fuckin' with a raw man, lot of other options
But you're out of luck, now you watching
Get to runnin', catchin' up to you instead of dodge ram
Say I'm not a god, prove me wrong
Disappear and see me in the booth, I'm gone