Qualities (Wolf Gang)

i done told ya

i'ma go harder

like at your funeral

i'm playing the carter

my names not carter

but i play ball like Vince Carter

in the casino playin poker

we all moved Boca

smokin gas every day

and drinkin coco cola

all my dad does is nag me

i wear my pants to my stomach

kids today wear them saggy

i got a suit and a case

i'm so awesome

that my coffin

is pre-ordered just in case

I'm a rappin old young man

got pictures on my nightstand

I know my teacher sick of my absent

got homework in my right hand

I've been rappin for a century

mentally so ahead of these rappas

i got the recipe for Destiny so R.I.P'n'rest in peace

i got suicidal bars like the thoughts in my mind

every time i stare at the Roley

i get lost in the time

but often you'll find that i'm on my grind

my pockets still empty

put the semi-automatic to my brain

and lets get busy

i'm about to go berserk

pop a couple for the trouble

and all my struggle continues to get worse

every time i breathe it just hurts

like whats my life even worth

feel like talkin to God but neva

in a mosque or church

don't care i just need answers

cause these cancerous thoughts

are dancing in my subconscious

i'm sure that life might be decreasing

being deceased is betta then what i'm going through

holdin all these emotions on the inside I'm bleeding

[yo skeets is sweeter

than reeses pieces

leave em all in pieces, peace

i leave a piece of meat

when i speak cause these

things in my head keep comin

people wanna hear more of my rap

like McD's they lovin it]

 

(Credit and shout out to Futuristic on this part go check him out)