truth be told my future still beholds the pain and agony i sufferd from long ago ...yet shit still gets worse ..seems like im curesed...destrought yet in the worst case...when i drive i switch lanes..disguising my appearence my shades dark as the dark side of the moon ,wishing i was high off the shrooms, to escape reality seems im doomed...hell fire awaits me ...least my judgments aint to bad...im mostly sad at times mad at the world,my duffle bag remains empty,im as broke as the fauset in my kitchen,scheeming on a lick missing the better dayz,missing all My ex bitches...god why...tell me why i sold my soul for fortune and all i got is ebt....still not enough feed the desires of my heart, the desire my heart needs to substitute other evil things,ive become an idol off reality,killing niggas just for missunderstanding,thats the word they choose to apply,ignorant niggas suffer at your own demise,except the judgments of your own,its crazy how the time has shown,you spend more time on me then on yourself...what gives