The Depression (Part I)

(Intro Skit)

Same old goes, those for my niggas suppose
Rolex gold
Looking at wrist and it's cold/
In my nose
Life gets close to the ropes
My hopes subsides pride died and now I elope/
Scheming women be death or my minds in prison
At last I've risen
Trying to take my time while sniffing/
Just to get through the day so that's shits ok
Okay!
Hit the kid Sid "Slick Jose"/
How the fuck my girl bitching when my whole life vision
Revealing it's self while bitches out here revealing themselves/
Trying to tell Lucky that it's hidden from myself
Wealth
While the signs keep hitting for my health/
I neep help...
So I reach for it
My Steele told me to sleep, I keep snoring/
A deep chorus for the scene before us...

The Overdose (Part II)

My whole team in Bennijhans
Eating finger foods
Jiggaboo igloo earrings
For my niggas too/
Kangaroo jack move sons
Like a demograph
Know the math today's the day
For a better half/
They like Lucky where can I find ya
Deep inside of vagina
subscribe to killin it deal with it/
Ginger snaps of raps yo the oldest and the coldest
Molded more than this like God
That's why we chosen/
Eyeballs and pyramids delirious fear in them
Hearing kids scream like it's HIV/
I'm on the run now like Harriet my Charriot ride
Spies, be on some Harriet terrible minds/
Of all kinds
They talking Annunaki like I copy
Hockey face
Blow coke look like a broke nose/
Overdose I'm so close look like I toast ghosts
Glasses of old Rose music in slow mo...

Risen (Part III)

When I rise to the the 7th degree
Remember me
Gold teeth, black hoodies and jeans
Or so it seems/
I was never like you
I rocked the clever life jewels
And gave the rules
You severed clues to get with my crew/
But all in reality I glad to be hovering dudes like God never lose
But I stumble, choose
What?/
Never fumble
I come with news
The world's ending...

(Awakening Skit)

She Hates Me (Part IV)

I got bitches with long hair and money man
They want my money and now it ain't gon' be the same
Addicted to cocaine...dying/
I got bitches with long hair and money man
They want my fucking money and now it ain't the same/ (2x)

She from LA
I think New York
She love that kkk
That white boy/
I don't even need to say much man
Game like a sport
Sport dames in the sport range cane
They love to snort/
She dealing with the pain some days
We back and forth
Sure
We be feeling we way of page
She love no more/
Whore
I don't even need say your name
But still you get me
Now bitch come around and roll these trees/
Nigga please
We bout to blow this coke
Two guns drawn in a suicide note
What you do I don't
My crew and I know
We the baddest muthafuckas in here/
You choosy jawn
Move along or know my realness
She act like love is money
But what be funny
Is that feel this/
We fight and kill shit
But still I love deal with
This death wish, pill pop some shit
Slit a left wrist bitch/
And what I'm left with is this
She blowing up a phone
money on her dome
I exit quick/

I got bitches with long hair and money man
They want my money and now it ain't gon' be the same
Addicted to cocaine...dying/
I got bitches with long hair and money man
They want my fucking money and now it ain't the same/

And then my phone starts ringing
Tell that bitch to stop calling/ (2x)

I awake
My girls dead
Am I awake?
I wish my girl said/
She don't even need to lie no more
Coke bottle frame coke slide to the floor
I open the race Lloyd slide to door
Police raid
BANG
Lloyd die on the floor/
Is it suicide?
Is it foolish pride?
You hire them Jewish lawyers
then you decide/
Then you decide....
It's suicide/


And then my phone starts ringing
Tell that bitch to stop calling/ (2x)

I got bitches with long hair and money man
They want my money and now it ain't gon' be the same
Addicted to cocaine...dying/
I got bitches with long hair and money man
They want my fucking money and now it ain't the same/

Never, ever again...

(Outro Skit)