Chilling in seven eleven kidding im in heaven

Mac eleven from melanin incriminatin the rest of em

Lesser men will testify, some better men may rectify

Fifteen to life then why not try to lie they live or die

It's life or death

His last breath

Never compromise his word cause he

Meant everything he said

But everything is in his head

He thinks he'll live after he's dead

But little does he know the

Execution is the end

But I guess

Die the way you lived

Survive survivors guilt

Go through that shit again

Lose the will to live

Lose your fuckin' head

Lose your own free will to conscious rappers standards that they set

Only woke if you agree

What the fuck's hypocrisy

What the fuck's the point of choosing if

Twitter chooses for me

Fuck the other candidate

I dont care what he said

My best friend mom and

Dad hate the red

So I'm blue

And you should be too

That's the mind of the fool

Ignorance is true

Ignorance is bliss

But ignorance is shit

Should go rinse your fists

Should go kiss your kids

Check my balance cause i got too much power

Needs checks and balances, I'm the man of the hour

Fuck around deck my palace with diamonds and flowers

Sip from my chalice, spit on the cowards

I'm hella faded

And I'm elevated

Your fye flame don't phase me I am already jaded

By what Sarah and Nate did

On the bench out the kitchen

Slappin' Kelly and Usher

And the neighbors were bitchin'

And the neighbors were snitchin'

And the po-po came with them

Her hind quarter was fat

Court order was thicker

His quarter mate was a fag

And his dick was a figure

What quarter mate did not know

Is that nate was a killa

Is that Nate pulled them triggas

Is that Nate buried bitches

Is that Nate you don't fuck with cause man that Nate he that (nigga)

That man

Nate is the crazy one hazy eyes with the 80 drum

Lazy eye and a guy outside waitin' to load you with plumbum

No sunrise for them guys

It's surprise with a cry

Only prize is death

Leave you fried in your bed

Leavin' with all your bread

Breathin' with your last breath

Heavin' with your regret that you still

Have not got street cred