Semantics

You might fuck around and take a solid hit..
My b0ys be kicking down your door on some gangster shit
I aint got time
I'll make your shit mine
You can watch that piece shine
That thing will blow your mind


(I sat my whole life
Trying to be nice
-That didnt matter-
So now my b0ys carry knives
I all hear is chatter)


I wish I had a conscious in me
Maybe that's the Demon in me
Can't move like the rest,
end looking down the barrel of their death

>Just writing some lyrics to music I heard in my head