My sanctuary

I'm just hoping that/ Wont drag me down x3

and that they

emotions are controlled by devotion

steady waving around as an ocean

keeping my shit potent and patent

patiently waiting to make my first hit

like a nine attach to my hip ready to release the clip

bullet by bullet if I miss it's caused I aimed at a mist

can't understand the mess its caused of my piss

and the stool is dirty but that's the jist of it

any beat I wanna pistol it

I'ma fucking abrasive mischeif kid

ny we do it diddy smooth like metal

but only figures can only get it

I don't wanna dream about the life I want

I wanna live it besides becoming livid

my limit is becoming unknown

and my skin tone lighter than the first phone

I can do this like alcapone sipping on some patron

getting/ out of my system

but thats part of the system so I had to quit

19 years old and already insome shit

And lets keep get it going

giving up isn't a motive

driving it like a kid high can't just let the chance slip by