Fresh Chi

So what's a risk to a mad man
I'd say
Not taking everybody with me
If I'm shootin in my last stand (everybody dying)
Put the grams in my hand
I'm the mind with the plan
I'm the hair pen trigger
You the pistol that'll jam

You way too pussy for that
I ain't a killer but just
Don't push with that

You can be who
Ever the fuck you want to
Hope you got hands when the world try to jump you

No wishing on a star
Shit is hard round here
Go and get it only way to make it come true

But you can be who
Ever the fuck you want to
Hope you got hands when the world try to jump you

Ok i'm coming down fast
Drugs took a turn fa the worse
But it works
Even when it feels good
At some point it gotta hurt
What's a gift without a curse
Won't you read between the lines
What yo life without a balance
What's yo axis on this earth
You can't brag when it was handed
You can't grow without a challenge
Watering my seed every single drop i gathered
You can't have it all
But that ain't what I been after
Momma taught me how to write
If she only knew
That she grew a money tree
And she gone eat from all the fruit
I need proof
I need you up out my seat
And at my feet
You been confused
I don't ride with my opponents

I don't like to mix my chi with energy that's out to get me
I got flames
And i got Drive
And i got danger on my mind
To each his own
But watch yo step
1 false move and that's yo neck
This is war
But this shit dope
And they want blood
And I got next
Ain't no time
Ain't no space
That I can't reach
Peep my astro projection
This hologram of my soul
That universal connection
I be embracing unknowns
I be chillin i'm anxious
But I be facing my smoke
Though it's cold
I'm accustom to it
Keep that chill on my bones
That's probably why i'm so heartless
That's why this shit ain't no joke