Dying

Every single day and night I be crying I be staying up all night and I’m not even lying Everyone I see I think intrusively prying See the hollow on my face everyday not dining And imma kill her if she is not minding On how I stay a float or how I may be diving Into sin that destroying all of my timing Bike of the reaper is the ride I’m always riding See it in my ribs my face my eyes I’m dying Haven’t eaten for days but i promise i be trying May not see the heights but I stay be climbing Till I’m on top when I’m the best is the final diving Why was I shying? Cause your words I wasn’t buying I can see it through space saw you were lying Imma beast can’t be contained an uncaged lion I was thinking about knifing Chopping slashing until slicing With more strength then a fucking bison Right hooks harder then the great Tyson Know I’m a rebel ready for the fighting If I’m messed with and near dying Can call up brothers who are sliding Yeah out there going n sliming If you really wanna 5150 get ready for a tying Add some extra locks to the outer rope binding I’m a goat mean every word I ever been writing Nah I’m lying I make shit up all the time to avoid the time for the real times I wasn’t lying, I masked the crime without even trying, Now have you had it with all your prying