Waking up look at the clock, wonder when my time will stop. Everyday i grip the glock because i feel like I'll be shot. By some gang niggas it don't change niggas your picture on a box, or some lame nigga trynna bang nigga go sliding on his ops. 730 in my room, smokin weed eating shrooms. Feeling swept up like a broom, as i gaze up at the moon. Get a text from Isabella, wanted sex then i tell her. Im a virgin she accepted, taking pics she was naked. Got me horny too excited, coming over I'm invited got a joint can i light it. Got to drinking went silent, heard a voice coming like a siren. Hopping gates on a midnight, i escaped from a fist fight. Nowadays gotta get right. Next day she got weird, like we haven't talked in 20 years. Talking to somebody with a beard, big truck new gears. Saying its your brother outta fear, saw you kissing him on the ear. But i guess you gotta make it clear, saw you try to fuck him by the Pier. Steady trynna make me shed a tear, new face new mirror. New haircut no shears, new girl thick from the rear. Stab a brother deeper than a spear, probably was the reaper as appeared. Had alot of angels interfere, promise i can't let her fuck up my spirit.