told my lil brother its

told my lil brother its more on the way im working too hard so its nothing to say you gon wait for this play or get fuck out my face had to make it this way cuz you niggaz dead weight start burying bodies now zombies is mad got belt for that tantrum like I was his dad meditating my mantra and smoking on hash I aint stressing releasing the pressure for bags depression is thinking bout shit that you had im guessing these niggaz be stuck in the past looking for help I aint FEMA or feeding im speeding the way that im leaving they ass leaving the struggle like foot on the gas I be doing dash money changing handz only way im dappin yo manz