reaper rules

self tatted stuck myself I'm in love with bad habits pain killers hard white dealers so much dope I can't r we remember guess my mind is gone till September steppin on it ain't got it bulletproof I don't rock a vest I'm a Lucy boi put it on the set if you don't know it's lsd you ain't gotta guess if it aint blue then you failed test touc g the cent then sent your ever sent do my dope and your hell bound if you it ain't got best get hell round imma end it in 12 round like fight night but I'm hellhound these the reaper rules cause death is running this damn town guess you're in hell now Jesus praise I prayed for a damn pound I run the gang and dam proud