2004

Dreams of sellin my soul
For hoes and bankrolls
But where am i gon' go
When my fuckin' eyes close
Ditch the pearly gates just to
Have an early fate
Seems like a good idea 'cause
Satan said it's okay
I'm not a saint so i when i die don't pray
Already dead inside when my body finna decay
Soul Searching shit already gave that away
Anticipating hell I should prolly
Pick up the pace
44 bulldog hold it up to my face
Wild smile pow pow slumped over the
Page i wrote my final words
Fuck it every verse a suicide note
And i quote "nobody finna take
My life but Kevin Kazi"
I'm a walkin' bar of xanny
The resemblance is uncanny
Bitch i smell like a pharmacy
Carpal tunnel scriptures contemplating
Grand larsony jackin' shit like Halloween I
Really need the money
I ain't got no time for bargaining
I'm just a starving kid rap
My only option if
I don't make it i'ma be copping copper
Fuck a blue collar I want ya
Bitch to give me blue chakra