E/S Stories, Pt. 2

This is hell baby This is This is hell baby Welcome to hell baby This is hell baby This is This is hell baby Welcome to hell baby Pills and thrills and lack of will a keep a nigga on I can travel thru dimensions like a fuckin' God I think these voices diegetic hear em fuckin' talkin' Yellow tape means summers here dumb kays you hear em poppin' I was g-slidin' down western straight thru fuckin' slauson Made a right on 65th to see my baby mama I done left few of my niggas but I never crossed em God ah bless you if you willin' but you fuckin' blockin' Im talkin' Bout the way I used take pain killers Used to use them bitches They was just space fillers For my voids That mean they matter tho Universally that asshole I never challenge growth I'm that damn close Whatchu mean For my soul to be free Gotta let go of conditionings of this society Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Whatchu wanted to know See this blood from my soul I was innocent once But then my childhood got stolen I was livin' for nothin Then I found I was chosen I was chasin' consumption Pacman fleeing them souls I ain't runnin' I'm flyin' Pill poppin' nigga I'm rollin Chasin' colors I'm dying Prolly from overdosin' I just wan be my father I just wish we was closer On god I wish he ain't die Or at least lived a lil longer I ain't facin' my momma Over words that I've spoken Suicidal I'm sorry I just gotta be open In them trenches on daily Know my mental so broken Daddy was a street nigga Til a street nigga stole em Daddy taught me one thing Life ain't fair then he showed it All my heart know is pain I been numb if you noticed You been right by my side I bet you ain't even know it I been ready to die Track 17 was my opus Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Lil nigga Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Whatchu mean Lil nigga Whatchu mean Pills and thrills and lack of will a keep a nigga on I can travel thru dimensions like a fuckin' God I think these voices diegetic hear em fuckin' talkin' Yellow tape means summers here dumb kays you hear em poppin' I was g-slidin' down western straight thru fuckin' slauson' Made a right on 65th to see my baby mama I done left few of my niggas but I never crossed em God ah bless you if you willin' but you fuckin' blockin'