Homie gotty bloody from a pen

Never had a homie or a plan

Sandles on the feet he made a stand

12 gauge shotty in his hand

Mother of Edan the pickup is even, /we call upon Evan to collect the Item

The pulling of Chalice were humble as Amish, we act as though Autist like Scott from the Office

You pick up the pieces but worship your jesus you fall on the schedule thats why papi loves you

The core of your problem is the trash that you take in, you claim you the hardest but life is a bitch

The timing is perfect, the journey was worth it, the people you trampled did nothing but learning

The second you started the planet was falling and habits will laugh it and watch as you crawl

Wait as the mayday gets a pay day

Cuz the stage got a wave length like a dir grey

Shoot like a clay in a rain day wit a bayblade

So the plate got a flank blame like its melee

Maybe someone should be telling the truth

Maybe I'm subtle, been lacking the youth

Maybe the bullshit just stackin us up

Claim it's collective, I DONT GIVE A FUCK