Conclusion

Living, I am living, I am living
All right
If I get caught, prison for life
Drugs in my thoughts
Not the medical type
Picked off an opp
When we stopped at the lights
I do not talk
I am very polite
Mentally ill
Want to know how it's like?
Losing control
Im not fit for this fight
Tried to throw punches
But nothing will strike

Crimes were so filthy
My lines are so sick
Passing the time
I am just dying to quit
If out of line
Shine a 9 at the clique
Then blow their minds
With the 9
I just dipped
Wasting my time not designed to exist
These raw emotions can not be dismissed
I am caught in the open
It's dark, and it's hopeless
Embark on a journey
To stop all this bullshit



Credits
Writer(s): Harkarandeep Singh
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