Thy Sins

ah,

Im back in the deep where my true sins lie

with them cool cats and druggies its a culture demise

filled collateral lows and filthy highs

They think their still wise, but I hear their cries

Grabbed my rifle, but they locked in a vicious cycle

Zombies out on foot cause they addicted and its vital

Thats the real struggle, but together we can huddle

Get out of the shade, don't step in dirty street puddles

Be the king of the jungle, don't lose ideas from any struggles

My homie foretold me, hit the blunt plus I'll forget my troubles