Climbin' the Vine

I'm here to get mine, steer to the top of the vine

As I toke on some pine and trip tryptamine, a vocal joker sippin' on fine wine

50 stacks brokered in a black Cadillac, that's mine, fluffy snow bunny with a shine, that's mine

It's funny , this is my defined grind, bout time you aligned to my motherfuckin' mind

Killin' my luck, I don't give a fuck, high determination erases those stuck

In extermination's face when in muck, dead on arrival its survival of the fittest

When I fit this written fist hit in, and slit your lip then

I'm just another rapper, except I've had a snap or two in my head

Some even label me clinically dead, cause I'm here to be cynically read, bled, then ripped to shreds

 

I want a trillion bucks, about a million hos, out stealin' fucks, I'm bout to zero

Hero on drugs, rugs packed with snow, tracked Eskimo shipped from Mexico

Or Columbia, while it's numbin' ya, dumbin' ya like rum and some Everclear

Here dear, let me steer and veer my words back near where I started this jeer

 

This vocal joint I'm smokin', anoint focal point broken

I'm here to get mine, I'm here to shine

I'm a demon, screamin' for success,on my grind, a heathen breathin' lots of stress that's mine

Been suppressed since I was blessed, to walk and talk with lines of chalk and dried blood caulk then

Outline me, a dead corpse still stalkin', rockin' with lots of knotted thoughts a knockin'