Testo Ego Vanish

Sit with yourself in a room made of gloom
Part tomb, half wound, make a dead man swoon
For the cake, you would take from the fake
Of the sake of the mate, we was destined to wake
Woke is a joke if you choke on ya trope
You broke but your soul so low
We throw hope on a hill, no skill burn will for the pill or the gram
We lamb to the wolf or pig to the rig Get big or die for the piece of the pie

Dope fiend, hope dream fitted
Mind know just how to hit
Fuck with yo' ID, stay livid
Vivid in death, can't fit it
Trippin' off breath, can't get it
Grind, stay loose, stay with it
Get more in this life like a white man chillin' on land not his
No food for the kids, just lids on ya mind
No time for the grind, no spine for the good
Just hood for the likes and the wood grain hype
That's light work pimpin'
Roll with the sight, lil' man, no simpin'
Buss with the stank and ya leg still limpin' No thank for the drank and ya heart stay trippin'
That's soul, you tippin' while the packs stay flippin'