semicolonavenue.

Make this beat any song I want Never touched a gun If I did, I'd be dead by now I'm a one and done Devils advocate, heaven sent, god sent Haven't been what I've been through Semicolonavenue My death is way past due I'm not bullshitting anymore Olive Garden made me happy Arby's made me fucking sad I don't got the meats I'm not proud to be high school grad Bad experiences don't last long But my scars do I treat them like tattoos It's the only thing I can do In one year we'll see what we can still handle I might become another statistic We'll see how life goes if it doesn't get ballistic Coping with a lotta minorities in one person I'll be damned if anybody think it's a flex Still alive to tell a story that you'll never forget Never make a bet I'd rather earn everything I get Earned a slit that'll never fade away Day by day It's a journey of an artist that'll prove unique qualities once and for all I'll fucking die trying if anything Before I get a wedding ring, I maybe lied Don't know what the future has for me I hope ima bad shawty Walking down the block people won't second guess the gender I hope I gather the ones that can relate to this pain