Gangsta (08:36)

A sick thought process, lost in nonsense. Mind frame altered last place always. Sit, get lit, spit shit straight lost in all ways.   People ask me why do i keep smokin. Well have you ever had your heart broken? Over something as simple as misread or mispoken? Well i have and that's why I'm tokin. Steady chokin till the day that I'm croakin, but just maybe it's not too late. There's gotta be a way to get over heartbreak I lost my faith so im loosin my ways, and i also aint even slept in days. Like jelly said right back to the dro again, even the coke again. But that wasnt for me thats for him, for me it was back to dark and dope again. they call it a goofball when you mix it and boil, or unravel the coil, on aluminum foil Used to be fun, but it feel like a chore now. drugs were the only thing constantly loyal Curious questions with furious tensions. Ive lost who i was and i  find no redemption. The life that live got me feelin relentless, and all of my family they question my methods. ive been Left all alone to deal with a death wish. just stuck in my head trynna pray for repentance. But dont get it twisted i dont rap to entertain. I been feelin gifted with these lyrics in my brain. But my thought are shifted its that shit you cant explain. Half way insane, all Im feelin is pain. Im tied up in chain trynna break out the game, but no way imma lame I'm just lost in my ways. Not lookin for fame, im just looking to gain.  I aimt never been no gangster, but I only roll with fucking bangers play no games, dont fuck with strangers. cause all them bitches, all them haters