my love from above push me until the last shove over the edge over the ledge passing each step of each measure livin life it's always a pleasure good memories I treasure no matter what the wheater do it for the people I'm the chosen one spit in how life is spun I could never be shun I'm always on the run only just begun spitting like zues only son watch how I just stun my enemies they ain't stopping my legacies ain't stopping the treasury trying to keep this energy each step of each memory I hope they remeber me not for my treachery but for my sensory or my cleverly persuaded elevated educated situated energy inside for life we ride high as a kite is slight in might in light 9er gang repin sf thang for the main main reppin life is steppin over and over tryna get some closure keep my composure till ya life is over looking for another 4 leaf clover over and over allover full of disclosure and more of the exposure stuck at my final enclosure losing is like a under disposer bit I really just a proposer lyrical Assassination composer seeking closure over and over reaching in defeat I'm so beat need some heat bring me back up