Check, check, check, check

Yeah, I'm in the twilight
Paper so long, I'm living wrong so I could die right
Never too low and don't get too high off of my highlights
Sweet lullaby of death, mama send a nigga night night, I seen it like shy light
It's been said that I got mental illness
Mixin' the fent, I feel it when I seal it
Thought of seeing federal prison'll have a nigga itchin'
Said he was suicidal, i didn't believe him until he did it
Niggas killed they self, it ain't easy living with they decisions
Ugh, my knuckles bleeding from fleeing demons
I'm quick to get a tick just like Rasheed if I got a reason
Gorrilas in my trunk, a 82 with that thang beating
Soon as I stuck my head up out the womb it was Kane season
When I came back to the west coast I was broke, I ain't have no motion
This weight up in my shoulders got me locin' and smokin' roaches
Don't run off on the plug, I'd rather smoke him before I owe him
I made it out and still can't stop my uncle from overdosing yeah
Ugh, poppin' meds got me missin' Greg
Shouldn't mix this shit with this liquor but I took it to the head
IRS and child support cases, it got me losin' bread
Tryna feed this beast named Gibbs, it got me losin' Fred
Felon with a weapon, depression it got me drinkin' drivin'
Me and Brandon crashin' my hummer, don't know how he survived it
Most compulsive liars conspire to put me in the fire
I can't do a murder for hire, these niggas wearing wires
Ugh, I beat myself up everyday, feel like I'm goin' soft
But I realize I'm just evolvin' and I shook it off
Can't take a loss 'cause bitch, I'm at the win playing golf
Lamborghini revolta, on the fin, I feel like a boss
Candy rain my necklace, on the fin, bitch, I'm so for real
You in the DM, I'm in Madrid with this ho for real
Trafficking herself to pay the bills 'cause she know the drill
Made me fuck her over thirty times, it was overkill

Rabbit mode, yeah, the rabbit code
Skull and bones buried in my yard, I dug a rabbit hole
Banned me on the Gram but all my shows packed, no followers
Niggas tradin' they mic to be on podcasts to be gossipers
Crackers on your publishing, you signed right on that dotted shit
All these dusty jewelry kits, this broke shit so obvious
King of RnB just like Bobby is my prerogative
I'm on they ass just like back pockets, so who you rockin' with?

I'm in the twilight
Gave 'em the shake and he smoke [?] with us, smell the high life
Annie on insulin, diabetes took his eye sight
Said all he got left is his dreams
Smoked his life away, I reminisce the day that he was clean
I was in a over sized T in red monkey jeans
Begging Finger Roll to hit the 'stu and drop a sixteen (let me rap nigga)
Guess I rapped my way up out this shit
Coulda took the inmate or the casket route up out this shit
Black bastard, put me in a casket, I jump out this shit
Black bastard, never had a master but got a thousand whips
Media man, the lords wanna beat me Robert Thompson [?] bitch
Said I lost my mojo, hit the dojo and I found it bitch

Smashin' hoes, rabbit mode, yeah the rabbit code
Skull and bones buried in my yard, I dug a rabbit hole
Dipped them in the ether, burned a soul wrapped solid gold
Free my nigga Eggo, he'll be home in 2034, bitch

Yeah (peace out) ion gotta rap no more nigga