A never ending war zone inside my head, a never ending war zone with these demons in my chest, sometimes I feel like it’

A never ending war zone inside my head, a never ending war zone with these demons in my chest, sometimes I feel like it’s for the best, other times I wonder why I’m different from the rest. I’m a warzone bout to let the bombs explode, I’m a war zone bout to let the guns reload, it’s chess not checkers we ain’t playing fair though, with that bulletproof armour running through your squad hoe, running through your squad hoe, running through your squad though, balling like the pistons cashing in at the free throw2 of 2 20 points you know how I move hoe, I got a chopper and it dance like ninjago Landslide, landmine, imma get that air time, like Michael Jordan’s dunking at the free throw line, my aim to precise, headshot all day all night, leave em bledding from the brain he just need that novocaine, he just need that novocaine pumping through his brain, so we don’t steal his chain for the second time in three days. Three days since he ever saw daylight, three days since the war zone did him right. War zone life or death situation, running around my room contemplating , finish the war zone before Youll be waiting, for Satan to come and kill you in the basement I’m a warzone bout to let the bombs explode, I’m a war zone bout to let the guns reload, it’s chess not checkers we ain’t playing fair though, with that bulletproof armour running through your squad hoe, running through your squad hoe, running through your squad though, balling like the pistons cashing in at the free throw2 of 2 20 points you know how I move hoe, I got a chopper and it dance like ninjago Gonna grab that body and dump it in the ocean, gonna take my vest off and leave it in the open, gonna grab a token and unlock a new motion jumping out the bat cave gonna leave you frozen jumping. Out the bat cave like Batman with my bat wings attacking and blasting, passing likr Cp3 off the inbound pass you know I’m crafty, cooking like ratoyutile in the kitchen creating a rally, sitting in my room relapsing watching an episode of downtown abbey. Hit and run like the Simpsons, Tom and Jerry, like the road runner, running from these hoes and Police, codeine,oxycodeine all this codeine, in my body I be floating