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Knock out kings fur life
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IP:
shit messed up here is my full drop
I lie her on my back starring at the sky wondering why I have not yet hanged,
But everday when I carry these chains it does nothin to me but put my soul into a constant shame,
I can't take this life no more for I have no family or I neither knew my mother,
I take you back when I was a kid only when I was only about three,
I neither knew my father who was sold to the devil,
but now I have to use my knowledge to get myself out with a shovel,
everyone asks me why I do not run,
but instead I rather say that I have made a pack with the indiana devil.
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