Chill By Still High

A rhythmatic flow got me thinking all static so, imma take my pain and put it to the side bro we both understand we only got a few more moments left, no, reason to given in just yet, low, hits is all their throwing, so imma invite into our lives death and few bars spoken from our last breath, more stars shine up in the night sky, thats one way to state im a nice guy, been hustling collecting and then perfecting, making it all worth while, while i got cops on the other side of the phone, a quick dial, and im sittin on the foor talking to myself, all alone, tho a big throne, is where I sit when at the table of greats, my zone, better shred a debate so fuck debates im just living life for a reason or a few that hopefully will help you or us get through, guest with a tattoo, thats printed on, once he leaves, all thats left is us still standing, carrying on...