And the last thing they said was
"Yo wave don't hot box the f*ckin closet, you've been spittin science projects so the fumes are f*ckin toxic"
Rest in peace to me my body ashes with the chronic
After life there's an after party promised
And I plan to leave unconscious
My mind is haunted, my soul has dissipated
Hated Til you die then you're celebrated
Life is just a game you can choose to play it
But it'll leave you chewed & bruised if you liberate it
Just be yourself
But it's so hard in this big world I see
Specially with these things I wanna be
It's what I gotta be
Do what I want is what was taught to me
I'd rather die before I fall to mediocrity. And...
No love shown for those with nothin left behind
All I've known is this trouble on my mind
Work Til I die so I can leave the world exhausted bruh
Like I'm making music for a posthumous uh
I had a dream I was assassinated, so I got my ass up and stopped procrastinating
Cause the biggie's, And the lennons and the Pac's, and the Kennedy's
All died but live through a never ending energy
Do the most with the time you get
Because Sleep is just a cousin of death
I'm not here to impress
On the contra cause I'm here to express
Every word I'm spittin cause I'm workin to death
I hope you hate cause you'll never be like me
Just a pair of Nike's and a coffee stained white tee
Pay attention
Ask a question and I hope you find the answer
Cause we all get lost weather from a bullet stray or cancer
This ain't a song for you to sing along and dance
I'm sayin let em smell the roses given while they got the chance