Call your bluff, call em up

Out rap, these rappers rap em up

Anguish and all the other stuff

When you thought drowning was enough

Play with fire, ashes turn to dust In this little ruger we gon' trust

Buss, bang boom Trip like a day in Cancun

Or trip like the best shrooms In a highly decorated sex room

Surprise, bed full of lies, Snake in my eyes

Tryna slither through your televised demise

Who am I pictures painted from the blood when I cry

It's hard for me to find a heaven in the sky

When I let my head hang low

Visions of the rose, through the concrete when it grow

Remind me that there's no place that I can't go

I got demons, I don't feel angels

Same life, just from different angles

Don't get trapped, one thing that I know

Feeling trapped, turns you suicidal

Wise words, every line vital

Want the wave, but this shit a tidal