Ca77 The BLind

You dont blindly need to trust in shit ,

Nope ,absolutely nothin' kids ,

I'm so over as above the prince ,

Of the air in Bell Air,

Cuz i know someone else cares,

Enough about their well fare, that they say fare well ,

To the system they call health care ,

We can take care of ourselves, dare,

Me to drive after I just drank s fifth of Hale Mary Surprise ,

It'll be a cold day in hell if my demise ,

Happens to come at just the perfect time,

So im'a work this chime.

Or ash capp or pal pay ,

Jus' to try'n salvage all this pall-pate...

Insurance from Al-State,

Im'a be around late,

So come out with your hands up cuz we have the surround placed,

" you mean the place surrounded"?...

The faces they've shrowded,.

Adjacent to the vacuum of outta' space undoubted,

It takes a whole village ,

To raise the kids just so they can be devoured ,

I been in town ,

Getting empowered,

This city is hours ,

...away from being put on the map..

Of the towns that got blown up to crap ,

Im throwing up the app,

And posting my gang signs...

My hang time is almost at stage nine,

Not ashamed ,I'm,

Ready for game time ,when it's time for the game....

My mind is estranged,

Divine as it takes,

The path less chosen,

Of least resistance,

Sinkin' my teeth into a piece of chicken ,

I speak predictions,

And if then, you insist men,

Aren't any different..

Than the fe-males....then you need a quick swift shin,

Directly to your dick when,

Your only chick friend acts like she dont want me to get in...

While the gettin's good...

I dont need permission, should,

That topic ever be addressed...

Unequivocally, under the living tree,

Unforgettable, stumbling off Hennessy,

I've spent a pretty penny three,

Or four more times make it half a bakers dozen,

In the city of Gamora,

Where they rape your husband,

And take his buster-..

Buster bet, its not a promise...pro-mee-thius...

Nope...just a promise,

If you touch my collar...im'a snap....and thats that...

Cut this fast track....let's call it a rap..... Drugs ,always come back...even when u think they cant....cant be rediscovered ...cant be covered up with distractions,

Black Swan, you fans wrong when you invoked refraction,

I just smoke a pack then,

Get all twacked when,

Im riding shot gun ,solo in the whip,

Bout to drive this fucker all the way to the pit.....the p-p-p-pathhh...of least resistance....

Least.....yeah I said least....

Least resistance as drink a fifth quick....couldn't think of an ending but at least I end quick....