Black Sheep

"Kasos on the roster" "Do do not give him problems" When I pull up See me staring at the water I can hear hear em talking But they using caution They know I don't play Twin blades get to sparking Getting lit too often Higher than the stars been Chiefing on an O-pen I'm not smoking on no rosin I been way too paranoid But still nobody's crossing Demons they be flocking My family thinks I'm on shit Smoking with Jovan And we be Choking on some chronic Max out my HP and Now I'm higher than a comet You might be a Contact But You lacking the content If you ask me They be focused On the wrong shit You love taking losses Iced out all my crosses I just sit and say shit While you writing for your bosses Wrote another verse And then you fax it To an office I won't sign a deal Because I think That shit is nonsense All the Fuckin Beats I killed Are weighing on my conscience Wonder why my family Disowned me cuz I'm godless I'm staying Satanic Till the reaper comes upon us Wonder why these motherfuckers Think that they beyond us Pull up when I'm Off the grid Shit is donda Pull up like "What's up bitch" The reaper is upon ya I don't f*ck with bitches Cuz I do not want the the drama Say he's dropping music But it's ruining the genre Said they shoulda watched me Now I'm outta pocket He don't wanna cross me Because I brought a rocket Treat her like you love her I treat her like an object I ain't talking all women Nah bro stop it They say "you don't sell well Why you even talking" Knowing damn well That I'm realer with no profit He don't have a repeat On his whole project Bury me with CDs In my own coffin I see em in 3d Silhouettes stalking And and they seem to wonder Why I'm getting lit often Take another hit Got the weed smoke sparking Said I gotta make it Cuz I got no other option