THE PLAN

Thinking if i die would they really understand
Maybe that’s the plan but maybe that’s the xans
Put them in my hand like a bullet to my brain i can’t understand why the fuck i feel this way
I can’t even walk wit out getting in da way of other people in their space i’m tired of people in my face
The ones around me start the recognizance that i’m the saving grace
Hail mary to the great in the sky know i neva lie
Nevamimd imma go and do dis shit a hunnid times
Better than i ever did it they gon end up sons of mine
I fuckin run it round here
Ain’t gotta wonder why
Hit da cheat code
Now i got a hunnid lives

Do or die going bill o reilly fuck it do it live
Who am i type to give you quests you might do on da side
Better slide if you see me be houdini or you die
Atleast that’s wit the rhymes wit my word i crucify

Pullin up to a party
Yet this shit ain’t een started
I never wanted to be here
N now i feel like a target
And i really ain’t sorry
That i can see through you logic
Pardon me if your bothered but don’t ask for no promises
Real shit
If you see make sure that it’s real quick
Don’t ask me for no verse cuz that shit ain’t free kid
Imagine doing work but ain’t make no cents
Imagine having worth but you make no sense