come bacc

All these scars that I got on my arms from fighting demons

Gotta thank God he really saved me I was a heathen

Either this could end just how I like it or it's a wreck

Ok fuck it those the odds I guess

This shit ain't checkers or chess

Instead it's looking like a race for the cheese

Life tried to stress me out bout them lemons I just squeeze

And drink til I'm drunk with the power of King Kong

Had to wake up and go get it never could I sleep long

You my twin flame look at yo cheeks and cheek bones

Baby do what Missy told you and getcha freak on

Ok after that im back to the grind…no complacency