every thing will change

 

In the passenger seat Glock at me I ask why are you doing this

He’s demanding shockingly I decline and say every thing will change he’s pissed

He fires stopping me a flat line I’m too small to take any shot my only hope is if it missed

If I die now I’m going to hell

They Scoring for real

Rain Pouring for real

Tell them if you wanna kill me kill me I’m not sacrificing my ego

First off I’ll be really worse off if I die not appetizing as we go

But that’s horse shit adversity versus me a curse to me

Feels worthless see

Death ain’t easy to comprehend I can’t seem to apprehend

What’s happenin’ what happen then