Reality

It's lookin good but know this shit can get ugly

On the E-way high speeding tryna race to the money

Wether you stand for anything better than falling for nothing

Tryna condemn me but nobody got no room to be judging

Only time get to show me that you for me

I can't decide cause them words don't mean nothing

Im getting high I'm just tryna feel something

I need advice I'm just dealing with my conscious ooh oh

I pray no weapon formed against me shall prosper

All the envy in my friends I had to switch up my potnas

And how I came for my revenge they label me as a monster