Blind

(White T, designer belt, with some retro Nikes)

(They asked who was the killer and they point at Mikes)

(Do it for a living since a youngan I been rolling dice)

(Pops in the slam you don't know nothin bout sacrifice)

On the lookout don't know what's real or what's fake

I hear you badmouthing every time you look away

All this destruction to my family so I had to skip some states

Keep it on me for protection can't let a sukka choose my fate

Phone on DND but she want all of my attention

Tried everything to get you back but that's some shit that you don't mention

I remember kicking doors with bro before I had to go and stretch him