imma lonely loner broski keeping it lowkey you act like you know me chilling with a bag full of bones you fuckers all comideians you all funny and phony smell the armora of my sent weed and cigarette rollies casket closed on my coffin it will say fuck off blow me so its all day and night dirt nap yes please hold tight i just might dance with my skeletons while i hijack your minds eye and show you that im the god of this world and im still holding this mic the highest so you cant touch or buy or try it i haven't seen the sun in a long time alright jhee im tired i forgot how much it means to me to stand by it to bury myself in sunshine while i feel the heat of the sun on my skin and i bleed and thats key ive rammed enemys camps for lieing my sleep cycle is fixated on whats to be so no dental dentist denying lie down head pacing cant take this pain ive been though on a daily basis my eyelids are waiging heavy stay awake stay preswasive though the bullshit in life im sin proof with my trianers and laces and my legs bendy like pasta or spaghetti im wobberling places whipping fresh on the plate man my whole body feels ready damm to take and injest my remadey man these cakes are awfully real smelly fam browies looking bouncy like jelly wham so heavy like an old fat back black telly kablamb man out hear hitting notes but no nelly so scram i can flip a coin head ir tails call this pennys sam show up to my venue or my house if you want a visual thats meny man what i can do my skills are honed deadly no sham then i call it my own personal shottie medly wham wont find me with anyone one man minus one with the hotties but i got a little extra in my book of rhymes watch of times like every MC dose ive got my hobbies dont you know or mind wait in my lobby its like yardwork its total exercise jobs got you working faster than the average grottie i guess back to block not prison but the one of the head its got me been to hell and back lucky im not dead proply these thoughts of suicide each day is just dread waking up to a box of pills enough said i told the doctor i was ill he gave me more meds i want to take the pain away to keep my family fed so i lay awake at night hoping for the best im too cartoon network im jhonny qhest put a X on my door when i sess because the deep and evil gets intestine intense muscles seezie up and its just tenst and your backs bent i bet you feeling clostrophopic up hear while y'all up in my tent look what fame dose all this money ive spent im joking i haven't spent shit still spitting it to get out of my ends fight this war thats it still got a bag of ice raw hits to show you whats it