condolences

lately everything i drop is murder. this unheard of. lately every song i drop is murder being, manifested, y'all better stand corrected. anorexic, y'all can't swallow what ain't effective, wallow in these weak rhymes they following, hollowing the art form, man its disrespectful every verse i give my heart for em, man this just another part for em, playing roles so i play them close, reasoning with these fake rappers that shit like slaying, ghosts, lately i just pray the most, hip hop need a savior, with a little soul like anita baker, and i need a lakers jersey with the words "kobe" on it, they know we on it. this game here owe me my moment, they probably know me by moments momentarily, well soon enough this gone be they therapy, man soon enough these rappers gone be trapped in, these parodies, its such a paradigm, while they prepared to shine, a pair of dimes and i'm here stuck reminiscing with, caroline, candle lights, loaded, i'm bloated, my life coded, my knife, folded, these rappers who thinkin they nice, focus. stay, focused, man this game here it ain't safe for em, so lately i just come to pray for em, man you got to pray for em!, i send my condolences, many rappers finna be slain when i first cop me a chain, first drop in this game. their reign will never be the same man i swear that i got to, pray for em!, i send my condolences, many rappers finna be slain. man i pray for em!, i send my condolences. many rappers finna be slain, man i'm just sitting on these rooftops, listening to 2pac and rolling up the oo-ops plotting, seems they harden exterior's all cotton and all rotten, watching me grow, and they're making parallels between my life and how the, prophecy go, is it possibly so?, i mean he murder every 16 man it gotta be gold, slow killings arise, got no feelings for lives lost, i learned that from stunna he my boss, man i am highly lost, this here is a journey i am learning from, my schedule is overbooked i'm on the flight and burning, one, exotic trips more politics, plenty more chronic lit, iconic shit, acting hollywood in my metropolis, mix the tropicana with the grand touring, here i stand pouring it on top of the graves of my enemies, it ain't safe for em, so lately i just come to pray for em, man you got to pray for em!, i send my condolences, many rappers finna be slain when i first cop me a chain, first drop in this game. their reign will never be the same man i swear that i got to, pray for em!, i send my condolences, many rappers finna be slain. man i pray for em!, i send my condolences. many rappers finna be slain, bang! this is overkill, murder. let the odor instill, man i got more dope shit to spill, man i got more soldiers to kill, man i'm getting colder still, pentecostal, send them to roscoes, mix up the syrup with the waffles, gotta eat rappers, keep rappers locked inside with no, master key, master minded. and i'm actively grinding, these rappers passing away, faster than i be ashing these, j's, and i keep em packed up with k, and while i'm rolling this i just send a toast to the ghosts, homie i send my condolences