hell time

bit im from Texas were we come recklessness we don't play or talk but guns fasho preach but I aint no nun but irealy send u to Jesus in some pieces call it reaces it get treachery I just start looking at people like dollar sighns ima demon in my mind really that time let's see who get taxed for tht hollow fee ik for dam sure it won't be me think you can handle the heat when it turn to 360 degrees u gonna pop like some corn even if u hard they always die first might be fast but u aint faster than a Draco fasho ain't slow zoom zoom u got hit in just did 150 in tha whip told myself don't trip wanna trick on some Halloween time duck around get put ina rhyme flipped drugs by tha dime for the shit I've done the word crime dont fit im hellous get u gon like yesterday u still her big brother drake on u here today better pray but I don't even think Jesus can save u from a demon like me yes sir lil brayden