Writers Block

l guess im stepping in puddles from water fallin out the sky

Its people dying in my city thanking god that im alive

So much shit I wanna say but I put my feelings aside

Nonchalant but im telling you make a call its gon collide

Seen my granny in a casket hurt the youngin til this day

I was a younging thought id get to see her live another day

Sit on my knees i'm begging god to keep the devil far away

Cause I demons in my mind I need to go evacuate

Sliding rangos in the city starting not to feel a thing

Give the rock to my lil brudda call a iso for the game