Head up, still trying to keep it steady next sort, though like the crown heavy a lot of events in life for some I wasn’t

Head up, still trying to keep it steady next sort, though like the crown heavy a lot of events in life for some I wasn’t ready proud to wear. The crown didn’t know it could get so heavy. I ain’t put it down and I ain’t dropping it and if a NIA reached for it, I’m dropping him battles with Demons dealing with sins. I’m in the worst state of mind I ever been can’t act like shit. OK my thoughts won’t let me pretend feeling like killing and I don’t wanna do it again. When you listen to me, it’s real shit. I ain’t trying to entertain. I’m trying to make you feel it if it’s about peace or killing just know that is getting done or I can do it. I ain’t putting out nothing fake but having shit I ain’t got a Santa from another state. I ain’t gonna be saying I wanna smoke then at the same time wishing it away. I ain’t about to sit on the cliff and wrap to get your attention my wrist falling back and you ain’t my fans if that’s what you wanna hear or see me yet you want me on the edge been on that bitch before rap and making it I wrap local I spit for your bitch most of these Negas rapping acting. I need to quit knowing damn well they mention jail you gonna snitch talking about you spray shit, empty clips come on, man I don’t even think you’re mason man you talk so much trash your face a can