Trap life all i know is my hood all about da scrilla my motivation my pain n my home i stay outside wit my thugs smoking weed to soothe my pain from my family callin me piece of shit.... try tellin this big glock . n this medallion ima piece of shit.....steppin tryyn survive smoking eeed tryna find da light of clarity in da situation n b of brotherly peace with my brethren .. sometimes a man just aint mesnt to b ya brother n ya gotta donn e him ...if this demon manifests.... the grave wont b my place Hell will b home eternally i despair of living life i will never do nothn more than post up on dis crack riip..... da fire burning wit rage n da veins of my heart brought me to my opp block stomping all over my opp stomping grounds tryna hunt him down.... soon as i cross his path ima bust him down.... bad ass hoe....thank god im up just to bust her down like jacob.... juust look at da bust down....all da drip came from da pot shit came back str8 drop ....got my shit busting so bright u can hardly tell i tore my whole life apart dealing drugs.... they keep saying talk is cheap.... but u cant tell me i aint in this game bout to come up off a millii...they keep sayn..... they keep saying talk is cheap.... but all dis poetry make so beautiful woman wish n dream of loving such areal man as myself.... try telln baby girl i aint real when she vibing to my poetry rvery night ima b drinkin nlayn wi. her soon..... life n death ... n da power of the tonge..... killerd deal.... hittas murder.... in da land of da lost a mans heart cant find hoppe outside of prayer but its way to harrd to pray wit a knot n my belly n bitches threatening me.... just to make things easier on me to bear.... ima give up on living life nchoose the way of death with hope to God i survive dealing drugs.... if I die before i wake ....words cant ecpress da way i feel..... i just bow before God calln on da name Jesus Hoping God care carre for my struggles n pain i hope heaven will show mercy... all my life i spent gang banging....holdin da blockdown wit my gat n my crew ... i been straying away from my men... n at night i been spending time wit Jesus smoking weed n reading scriptures to fid strength not to live this way n survive through the Holy Bible Of Jesus Christ with hope i can look directly nto the face of God .... just to feel all da joy dis world could never. give me.... Jrsus am i meant to find satan cuz my place like hell... n my home yelling n curses....n n my trap guns busting n crack dealing.... before i leave i want want to ask God to accept my soul thru da grace n mercy of Jesus Crist cuz dis crack cocaine just evil