Untitled Song

Your brain, is like an insane pain.

Who needs to gain, the waine

Look look, yeah were so dead like a zombies brain

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

I'm a space man, weed man, got that of kush from the dealer man

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man