Screws in my head falling loose
Beetle juice evading my home
No friends in my phone
My conscience won’t leave me alone
Drive off this bridge
It makes sense cause I can’t make a cent
Money on money these conversations ain’t funny
Bring nothing to the table your practically nothing
Lowest I ever been, when God became my medicine
Gave me wisdom to transcend humanly etiquette
My brother, my brother, my sister I represent
My body on fire, my soul ascends
The devil my friend, beat my body for dividends
Make my friends switch sides so I can enjoy your life
Spear in my side, my head faces to the sky
Never asking why, but thank you God for these stripes