Let's make a toast to you

The 10 out of 10, champion

The man above all men

This my old man

Time to unleash the evil, that burns inside me

Life's born, I am drawn to darkness

It helped me stay alive

This isn't the first time I feel I'm losing my f**ken mind

Most of you blinded to my ways to-shay

I can't make sense this great cloud above me

It's a blessing an curse though

Making me cut throat

No longer feeling like the cure

I'm hell bound, I know that's what you think of hearing my f*cken sound

You ain't all that

Golden boy to a gun robber, he was warned to not loosе faith

Always to say his grace, but he took a gaze at thе streets

An never was the same

Had a change of heart

He exchanged the books for the Glock

Choose this hoes over his Mama

Big stepper big chain now

Topping the game now, but deep he know he is spiraling outta control

The life of a top boy, will always be what you know

Death is calling

You are now insane, you was never build for this

Before you did a back flip from the top of the bridge

You should have sticked to Cambridge

Good can only overcome bad if it plays by the rules of the enemy

I live on, further than culture

Say hi to the newest entry to black culture, this is the rupture