MY DAY.

MY DAY. I SAY !! WAKE UP, BAKE UP, SMOKE UP DO MY MOTHERFUKKIN MAKE-UP THAT'S HOW I START MY DAY OFF X5. AM ROLLING SWEETS IN THE MORNING TRYNA THINK, COS IM WORRIED. COULDN'T SLEEP LIKE A BABY AM SEEING VISIONS ABOUT ME, SCARY AND SWEET LIKE A GLORY. IF I CAN'T FIND NO PEACE IN MY CRIB, WHERE DO I SLEEP ? SOMETIMES JAIL SEEM SAFER THAN THE STREET. COS A TARGET IS AN OBVIOUS OBJECT FOR A KILL. DAMN RED EYES AND BAD THOUGHTS UP IN MY SKULL. BUT CAN'T TALK, AM ALL LOST LOST IN MY THOUGHTS DEEP THOUGHTS AND DARK WORDS, LAY ON MY TONGUE. TOO WRONG, AM FUKKT UP CAN'T SEE NO MORE. THEY BE PREACHING LIKE THEY HOLY AM JUST LISTENING LIKE A NOVICE. JAH CAME FOR ME, COS AM SINNING. DO UR THING. LET A NIGGA SMOKE IN PEACE, PLEASE. I SAY !! WAKE UP, BAKE UP, SMOKE UP DO MY MOTHERFUKKIN MAKE-UP THAT'S HOW I START MY DAY OFF