Desire

ain't no apprehension here, ain't no fuken fear here, got the mufuker tree truck* This situation got me going in my mental and having conversations wit muptle victims, on the symptoms that appear, contemplating affairs, I'm always in my head, I searching all my kids and all there fuken friends* Aniexy, be out of hand, my opps, they want dead, them mufukers be dead, them mufukers be dead** that's the chant that I said, that's the chant the voodoo priest read, thats the chant she taught me in perfect Candace, and perfect language ** the observational skills obtained by being in field, has left sharp and distilled, my mind, far in left field, I'm losing on reality,blood I'm ready to spill** fill they ass wit some lead, hide the bodies under the bed, I'm always prepared to stand,