this beats evoking emotions in me I'm finding it hard to cope recently I picture myself dead, deceased but then I think of my son, stress relieved best believe I'm gonna live my dreams, see em in my sleep fuck all the haters ,see em on the creep hoping I'll flop like a flaccid dick but I'm energized like an acid trip eyes wide on the prize why try dismantle my wit heavy weight bars dismantle your clique cannons on call cracking the ship ain't seen more damage than this i've had it you bitch locked in a cell with 6 people thinking to myself how Im stuck round this evil sittin next to knievel n junkies using needles whys life so feeble mothers n dad's losing to abundance of crack the fuck is this crap it's fucking wack! I pray you get guidance n strength while the suns bright on your head so you're no longer fighting with meth my uncle finished with death eyes teary writting this mess cut the Mic off I'm gone