attention attraction under attack mayday mayday!!!!!

Uh nope no no nope no no here’s your turkeys in your dressing!!!! Know you might you might not understand the hustle I spit diamonds dripping on my wrist I’m sick as a cold but but it never gets old they pick fights with me to get in a tussle I make em feel better I let em have it like lil jojo cause when I brought the storm they can’t stand the the rain or the weather can I sing to you they call the wind Mariah and we are well acquainted you cross that line they making you they understatement got indicted because I smoked. Some weed said I was supposed to have a mental illness to be exact they were beyond jealous of me it’s legal but not legal for me apparently I’m hell bound till I’m full grow still trying to escape the guilt to forget what happened and traumatizing state of mind is eating me alive still alone like they never left I’ll be good and able to rest just hope they don’t surrender cause they meet their dying days the trill of competition and abuse is a contagious disease that follows me but no one will ever care to know or listen I have to live it it or find a way to end it all once and for all