So many people have different Feelings about me Some say I'm too cocky Some say I'm too rowdy Some say I help get them through rain when it's cloudy I'm just being me Yet, some hate me profoundly Cuz I keep it real Yea, I'm brutal sometimes Would you rather me blunt Or be spewing you lies I don't tell you what you should go do with your life So why do you hate what I'm doing with mine? i smoke a blunt and this bitch thinks its a crime she tried to take it away what a mistake i told her to pray cause tonight im taking her life away she cant escape im worse then jigsaw or pennywise cause ill scoop out your eyes and use your skull for a cereal bowl like the reaper i took your soul shrunk it down to a statue made of gold your a fool so go start your tom foolery cause your dumb enough to go buy her all this jewelry but she still left and now you feel this pain in your chest the nights become very sleepless your new friends became some substances now you lose your self stuck in your mind chaseing around these thought i cant lie your wasting your damn time like these mumble rappers they dont know how to rhyme sluring there words like there drunk all time