Lil scorpio on da shit FNB gang can we say fuck it and roll the dice and run up my pages like a crime heist partners crime wanna roll up a dime i wanna know the time cause im finna need to be on my grind properly divine combined beats wid the rythmes check da flow going back years blowin back tears snortin lines type if fears FNB fear no body rockin careers walking anti-christ thats what i appear front walking trippin on your rear body off da bath salt walking zombie images of the world in a dark sphere im talkin bout tombs of the death rollin up my crooked dice serve up lyrics fuck all the haters and the critics but im still gambling still roll the wid da dice givin to me by the gods and goddesses as a sacrifice ayy chillin in the background never in the hangout seperated from reality mixing up with the compound outta school fuck the drama fucked up im a dropout doing drugs take me to my grave fuck shit up my mind is in a lockdown trippin out but my mind stuck inside the glasshouse i came up in this world dont need no handouts came up from ground up now im trippin in da madhouse ancestors talkin bout tombs of the death rollin up my crooked dice serve up lyrics fuck all the haters and the critics but im still gambling fucked up now im rolling wid the crooked dice givin from the gods and goddesses now im the sacrifice drama comes wid da karma fucking shit up as a teen wanna make it to nirvana growin up in the room full of trauma walking around but the ground feels like lava but im still trappin poppin off tracks like my bars are in a mothafuckin sauna trippin bout the reminiscin born and raised wid da addiction nail me on the cross its a crucifixion fuck da cops in all jurisdictions demons got no restrictions fuck it i guess i fit the description