wrote this to this song, with T west and a bunch of cats, called the Killing process. Inspiration for this verse, the killing process

I apologize am ever I be sighted lying by the chrome//
But truth in eyes, when they say i relied on i and i alone//
lord bless the heart of men, that speak as if my life is thiers//
let your eyes reside on those of mine like i alive was there//
i was only a 9 to 5'in child survivin in a world//
against I as I would try in time providing for my girl//
still they hate me,
even when they caught me in my weakness//
broke my face in, yet in the face of loss, my traits remain elitest//
their sentence is death now, I can see no other way//
ski mask and leather gloves, with my nina tucked away//
Sold my last two hundred pills, for double price and stocked my gun//
with bullets enough, for an army's fall, to all be chopped at once//
Blessed is her that bears my child, with knowledge of my fate//
May she find a part of me, that breathes, that's in our infant's face//
Vengeance killed me, my anger had me cookin in my hell//
my children see my smile only when thier lookin at themselves//

this is unfinished, but it is connected to my first open mic. in terms of story and all. read them both.

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