I spit this suicidal shit mixed with demonic thoughts
Alliance with the devil, coz my conscience I fought
Learned good to be evil and evil good, I was distraught
Seeking help in crack and using pump shotguns I was never caught
My best friend my rhymes we had good times we hung a lot
We turned to each other after I left a shop worker to rot
My first rhyme entitled murder shit was sailing like a yacht
But the ship sunk, titanic, hitting an iceberg in the form of a plot
My rhymes I forgot I started scheming when I saw the first shot
Divine intervention, shit missed I was paranoid a lot
Went after the nigga in a professional way, on his head he had a red dot
Roof of an apartment building, looked through the scope I took one shot
Bitch nigga hit the floor, bitches screaming, kids runnin, they called me SWAT
After that night, on some rap Shakespeare shit I gathered my thoughts
It seemed like my rhymes caused the sun to collapse
The moon to shatter, the heavens to fall, judgement day perhaps
It was Satan playing with my thoughts, I thought I escaped, I relapsed
I was trapped in hell on earth, heaven was my pearly white raps
Disfigured life with no meaning the devil was playing games
He won, reached go first, I lost, turned myself into flames
Coz you see I’m writing this with no ounce of shame
I sit reigning in hell, with a pad, devils son’s my name

sick

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