the differences

diffrence is the diffrence between the color green on my money and the darkness that comes with on my 6 shady shadows always with me spinnin webs lotta envy directed toward my soul who can end mines lotta talk about the end times notta whole lott i can spin veins with em brake ur friends mind with my rythem why u wanna test my gangsta shit can get real messy real quick real shit i scare my self with the danger thats within my capabilitiy thats the diffrence beetween me and a guilutene choppin heads off who you gonna tell when ur toungs hangin ftom the bottom of ur neck leakin blood flum and some other shit a whole lotta hypothetical stress ya need a needle to take away ur breath face to face is the the common place if you find ur self in the hellish space u know dam well u made it even though i create the monsters in ur lucid mental state of mind it cant be debated backseat is where i maid it the decision accually premeditated set her straight and on her way she faded only way we related we both strays on the interstate whoms souls choose not to look both ways before we cross the path its not very often that i can seperate the diffeences i want my respect better not give em his isint that my rythems sick its my rythem sicker than covids omacron necranomicon book of the dead spoon fed ideas bones missin from the spine why treat us like were not a factor betta get in the lunch line cuz its crunch time 9mm squuese and blast all it is to berieve ur ass im dyin on mic tryin to find the light tell me why u wanna die was it cuz its sad that u wasent someones dad absent in the chance u had dont be mad thats the diffeence beetween me and this other entity killa in the streets constant anomosity honestly humility and super poweres skill in me lyricly clearin me from anyone who wanna add me to they list mad cuz i wasent with some other underground conundrum make some cents for once break bread for gods heaven sent i reppent all them prayers ment for my selfish ways tell the devil travis is on his way the diffeence is what u make it this isint rap makin up my mind it yours brakin up like a line end of end times im gonna end your life before the end of of mines.