I'm not actually a psycho

My heart is pounding with the everyday struggle

the streets are the jungle, why should I have to hustle

I duck and double cash, while I put on this muscle

to survive

this is how humans evolve to exercise

their rights, humans scream and they fight

people die cause they can't break the delight

of the night, they steal and recite

they are fucking with the gang, the clan

we aren't part of the ku klux klan

Wish I was superman, to severe your head

why should I fall behind in life, while you boost ahead

consider yourself dead okay

your body will soon decay

so fuck y'all, enjoy the rest of today

I'll be after you with my gun and knife

cause you are now the prey

60 minutes you have left

its 8.49 and I've created this quest

your destiny is yours to guess

I'm calm, not phased, not stressed

you think your big, Ima shoot you twice, in the chest

like I'm a zombie, I'm fucking possessed

I'm warlike obsessed, until your death is your last request

now let the shooting commence

can you feel the suspense, such your death experience

I hear you distress, this is immense

see ya later, say a prayer

my fellow dead street player