Torment

All I wanted was some fucking sleep around this bitch Divine you keep fucking with me stop it Sick of these mind games You keep fucking playing with me I just want to go to sleep I just want to go to bed Make the memories go away ahh Remember selling crack as a new jack Never walked the block without the click clack Yo nigga Tonio had the glass pack Made 1700 kept them coming back Youngsters got shot over silly shit But did have a clique you wasn't fucking with Whores hit the corner stores with a roadmap Fucking and sucking the owner over food stamps Can't throw shade you was slanging dick Shout out to all the bitches you was fucking with 400 block bootleg was the title Crowd in front of your house like a preacher and a bible All the bad cops tried you ain't through That's for John Fitzgerald and his muts too These memories all you seem to see So this torment is meant for thee Had dreams they sent me to meet my maker Sitting up out my sleep looking weird Undertaker Tell them let my soul I ain't ask for a favor But the blood contract like a closed elevator It only goes down remember that clown Used to laugh when they said priest but now Think I'm out of shape doc say stress Hair falling out in the house half dressed I burned all my clothes in a big black chest Playing games with a demon similar to pro chess There's a pain in my brain ain't stopped yet And the doc say there is no Percocet I know what you gone say life ain't norm I was sitting round really bored with a Ouija board These memories is all I seem to see So this torment is meant for me It can't be time yet I know what I signed I know what I signed But I just want to see my family bruh Goddamn Exactly The master is waiting let's go