A glorious state of mind.

What's the purpose of livin', when you got no motive' or reason

That's purples I'm sippin',when I'm emotive for seasons

How can I praise the Lord, when I'm rollin' with demons

How can I erase my faults, when I'm fallin agreements

Listen, I'm a fine product of sin, knockin' down haters, I've never been pinned,

"#rocks" in and later, hate beneath my skin

repentance, mixed up with vengeance

Lemme tell you a story n' sentenced in center

Story of a guy who's done been kicked down, spat on

Call it Slay's stairway to glory, or Slay's spearway to throat

Came from royalty, but I'm broke,

known for loyalty slash being a practical joker

Been told “I'm like a doctor who dropped for playing poker”

Never breath a sigh of relief

Too old for that shit now so fuck the haters who never believed,

call me #Mr.#Evil conceived

Blessed, but not countin' for digits, I'm only few inches away from the towers and bridges

Middle finger to my #niches, bitch, who's laughin now despite the glitches

I'm a stronger, and better person, I errupt so bad like the red meetin' the Bison

Overdosed on #fights, homie call me #Tyson

#Listen, I got passion for the game

haters learned the #Lesson

Over confident, I'm way over the confidence stage

Got intensity of a boxer, I'm a monster mate

Prepare to be shocked, and stare

I got the devil on affair, murdering haters, yeah I'm unfair

I got no limits, my soul? I can easily spare

Fuck you for not believin', but thank you for being there