Kill a body

She’s a little kid, but she act all grown I’ll be trying to love my little demon, but she always on her phone. Yo I’m breaking down in circles. She ain’t got no fucking words left. She said she loved me, but it was all a game yo it’s raining on my name. I don’t care if I’m gone, but my name is still alive. Yo I’m different. I got bitches. I don’t chase them, but they ain’t in my place. Too many niggas in the streets. They just killing and saying goodbye to the ones we lost yo all my gang in a body bag they say it’s love, but where is the love at? Yo circle of life you live you die they bury you dead but your name stay fly took her to the O showed my bitch how I move she ain’t from my hood, but she learned gang move no more pain today all that fun turned into rain they were smiling yesterday now they were crying today. Point of view if I was dead today, would you pull the trigger or would you just walk armed demon mode? I got a Glizzy on me so would I kill a body? I’m alone no one hears me scream but a gun to my brain. No one hears me die.