White fire (09:57)

To be a stoner or not everything I’ve been through I have not forgot I got unlimited shots too many thoughts all will be gone when I rot I say stay away from the grave please my lord postpone my date with death that bitch be ugly keep the water calm don’t want it muddy I do not need a buddy when it on it’s on I’m ready when you say my name you’ll be spitting out confetti play my track like it’s meth asked Jesus for help then the fishes swam into my net make the right choices so you won’t regret my noises be healing what’s destroyed on my voyage convoy full of prophets out here gaining profit bringing change so we all live holy strange how governments arrange our world not only mine or yours I said our world until you decease then it’s on my way to our heaven seven days a week corruption all around but we stay strong god is never weak take a peek at me realize all eyes on my soul makaveli on a beat strategic strategy for all my enemies