walking thru the smog,eyes seeing clear even thru the fog,I'm telling ya homie kept 100 why it's tatted on my arm,leviathan in the rapgame even when I'm shittin on the john,I've been leading my people like a king,don't get stepped on like a pawn,bitches get mad when I tell em to mow their lawn,from dusk to dawn writing raps and and trapping till I'm gone,they ain't never seen real evil till they see the spawn,antichrist whatever u wanna call it,spilling guts n blood all for the name of the rap game,I feel like Darth Vader separated but we neighbors,always bucking each other like some gaters,real problem real violence real haters,used to be incarcerated with chronic masturbaters,imagine the agitation one must endure,7 years locked in the slammer made me unsure of where my life was heading when I got out,left with nothing,no car no job no education where the fuck does it stop,no it never stops,still living with agony and anger and hatred I can barely bare,and the stress got me choking myself till I pass out then I wake back up just to realize iant happy,why is my life steady getting better but I feel like I'm living a travesty,mad potential but people are too blind to see,or have I do I have to much on my conscience to ever be free