from wat i all been thru i cant take no more losses my own foundation ima be bosses of all under me ill make the rosters all i ever did was keep a steady posture ima b the next rapper ona poster this my holster raps my guns ima lyrical killer im subliminal ina red narrative tunnel not all of us did our time but for a decade i bust rhymes before u came out the nut sack Cadillac where them butts att like drug dealer money my rhymes stack so many years lost who really gits me ur my back family is where its at same blood we same facts but don't betray ur sibs but slay who lack them 2 live kill who ever tryna kill my will to live even tho we guna die but are we going somewhere by ourselves to testify believe me dont deceit me cuz after i or u bleed but one of us never guna succeed but i will c my pen bleed to wat ic this is wat it made me fck looking ina mirror for years forget wat u look like without ur tears then u realized wat is at steak bleeding by ur mistake but in ur self forget the hate dont let it eat ur insides like ate u jus hurting urself nate wait till i reach the gate ill see my fate im not dead so to change its not too late