off track

this is just to my macks pimps the hustlers been trying to achieve hardened up enough to collect thoughts in any scence if there aint in them left calling my man up collect trying to get this in order is hell when all i done was fail checking my aims swell guiding my ship the love my boat already fliped it sunk i know i mustve drowned in the mix how did i survive to stay alive i heard the angels cry right behind some demonic spirit coming to replace what life is mine crimes go too blind