$-Back 2 Life

well look who it is, did you think that i would miss, giving that edge that you need when you pissed, forget about your conscious throw that shit in the abyss, don't think about it burn your mind up into a crisp, right now ain't no time to be be emotional cutting wrists, get your guns up putting holes in em like Swiss, n they can't say shit it is what it is, it bthey fault you know you ain't ask for this, y you wanna put yourself in a bullshit mix put that shit on every thang n my lil sis, we don't do no cappin, like to get shit on n crackin, especially when we packin, for them ones that be on jackin, speakin about jacking homie what's the deal what's hattin, what the fuck had happened 5 days ago who was slacking, did you think u see me slippin when y'all was acting, sounds of fuckin slugs wasn't nomore fuckin laughing, mobbing wit a 12 up in my pants u think I'm crazy, but the fact is im just tryna make home to see my babies, now it's hard to catch me slipping cause i do this shit on a daily, take for instance when you niggaz tried to go n fuckin play b, had that feeling be some mother fuckas out here still be hating, wanna wet me up n set me up u think that B gon let up, n im fed up bitch ass niggas like you just cant get your bread up, so instead of going to hustle for your own you go finesse em, til you finally come across the one always picks himself up, and the k up now you face downll in the gutter n won't get up damn i fell off track, told b not to go attack, seems like when he takes me over mind n sight goes black, on some 4shit dont see my chil self coming back, cause shit bout to crack lets welcome sheisty b he back, let me go n tell where his mind be really at, same damn question when life line will go flat, is it sucidal when you not afraid die, playing with his life never stops n questions why, rarely do you see him grounded hes up in the sky, flying high skip the conversation so dont try, nothing matters not even the rules they don't apply, bottles up emotions say he good but thats a lie, kills off his own feelings fell in love being numb b high, whegn he be like that dont expect a real nice guy, don't give s fuck about your feelings ifyou cry, see him one minute, now he gone lost in his mind ain't shit i can do but lay back n enjoy the ride, see it wasnt me wasn't me who went n brought him back to fuckin life, aint nobody stopping him believe me when i say i tried, see his mind is fuckin gone see his brain is fuckin fried, keeps a list of everyone that put a real threat to his life, they be unforgivin he will never let that billshit slide, you a bitch if you wanna go run circles try to hide, always down to bust the guns brass knuckes Pocket knives, but the smell of fresh gun powder would be fuckin nice, aint no threat this b a promise bitch dont seem so dam surprised,