“Strictly Business”

I feel like a merciless soul

searching for a purpose where a purchase not my soul

hoping that my goals

coincide with the intentions that uphold

and decisions that relate to faith written on face big and BOLD

I know

through all the many schemes and dreams painted in green

the envy that rocked a generation hasn't entered my genes

but the green in my jeans hooked up to the government from the feins

Its like, I'm the delivery of the product, they stock it

in communities over in projects

and I only see a percentage of bullshit in the logic

I got it, I never profit

but popular always pocket

The devil constantly boxing me

I'm undefeated but other constantly dropping

probably through hypocrisy

and if they can't flex him, how they knocking me

everything is a business, I witness the heaven and hell on every blemish

The letters of every gimmick, I read em but never really was wit it

I end it all with death before dishonor of my image

It was written