tiny violin

mabye i get angry really im just sad muddled up emotions learnt that from my dad never taught me how to love only how to smoke another bag lookin in the rear view hopping it would pass now im looking in the past wasn't up to the task and i knew it wouldn't last so i cover my emotions like im putting on a mask only find piece when i am all alone guess thats irony of my name i wont make it on my own i wont ever have home might put a pistol to my dome let the bullet go blow smoke out my nose drop a red rose on my gravestone will you ever come back only time knows flatten out the crease like iron call me a beast im a lion rapper like gazels getting tired devoure them all no im not lying i aint trying meet me in the streets they be dieing up in they clouds now they flying pearly gates wont open up now they spiraling tiny violin on the devil now they gargling if you a real one im real too ride or die if shit pops off right by your side never catch me on the sideline but if i hear you hiss i unsubscribe bye bye i aint got time for snakes in the grass dont swing on me ill kick your ass i dont ever miss these hands to fast last place i dont think so if i have to im breaking bones you aint making it home i can promise you this blood will flow big ass puddle on the side road were is body only god and i will ever know