Soul all ripped and worn. 100 rounds 100 pops like microwave on making popcorn. Lightning strikes all around me like a dry electric storm. All I crave is a full stomach and a spot that's warm. My spirit had been shredded and torn. Running through a rose bush looking for my rose getting caught inda thorns. Speaking to deaf ears all I hear are the horns. Never do right,all my life i been scorned. Childhood memories have me wishing I wasn't born. been through alot and some of it when and changed me. Not gonna cap like Nona the bullshit phased me. But niggas will lie and that don't amaze me. Empty your clip bet your bullets won't graze me. I got a cursed life where nothing can fade me. Life sounds make believe and crazy. Fucked up shit telling me to take out who made me or raised me. Momma always pray for me while these nigga try to prey me. Always have my hands together on the 380. Like how the fuck can anyone save me when I'm the one who don't want saving tired of the low ratings nobody wanna be held waiting. hop in the the nascar and get to racing Evil thoughts getting to my stomach and forming a craving. Just to stay standing