Your beamer will not influence fate
Your destiny will be determined never by your cake
But instead by your mistakes and all the consequences of them

You think your money matters when you're roasting in the oven?
When hell is at your throat, no gold chain is gonna block it
Your prada shades won't save you from the Devil pullin' eyes up out your socket

So please stop it, that watch is of no value when your vitals
Be dropping like the Hindenburg and plummeting for miles
And your smile is a product of the things you wear and own

But your misery is true and you are very much alone
All of these things, when we take it all away what do we have left?
A shell of a man consumed by greed and driven straight to madness

How could you throw away your passion, I'm simply askin'
Surely you'll tell me that you haven't now that I've caught you on the $$# end
Cover it up but you could never hide the truth from those who seen it

You threw away your spark for greed and though you dearly cling it

You can't take it with you when you die, it stays here

Your private jet that's soarin' through the sky, it stays here
Listen to every word I speak, 'cause when you fall it will be steep
And when you reach eternal sleep, you'll find that nothing you can keep

It stays here

Hey Mr. G Mode, I doubt that you might understand your evil

But your ignorance is cowardous and you will look so feeble
When the Devil waits, let me set it straight, there ain't no better place
For disrespectul punks that choose to live in hate

Never will you levitate to higher places, learn to admire faces
Rather than acquire cases, stealin' and gettin' in police chases
Thinkin' about the rep you'll gain for hurting your community

It's like you find a pride in tearing apart and down-right ruining
The world the ones before you built so you could live in peace
When you decease, you'll see the beast that you've released to say the least

But it be too late, you can't just change your mind and take it all back
Your fate will hit you hard like a swift kick right to the ballsack
And all that, reputation that you thought you gained

Never developing your brain but simply murdering in the rain
And bringing pain to those around and misleading the youth
Your time will come and it will all be gone like poof, that's the truth


All the skrill you got from sellin' crack, it stays here
Gangstas in the hood that got your back, it stays here

Stupid %#@! you learned from too much rap, it stays here
The respect you gained up in the trap, it stays here
All these hoodrats ridin' on your sack, it stays here

Your petty gang that's hardly still intact, it stays here
Listen to every word I speak, 'cause when you fall it will be steep
And when you reach eternal sleep, you'll find that nothing you can keep

It stays here

As I write the final verse you hear before the journey's over

The last of humans on my mind is special, let me show ya
Someone everybody knows and everybody overlooks
And if you took a minute just to understand him, you'd be shook

He has a heart for giving love and sharing peace upon friends
Have your back until the end but never let you bring him into
Any drama or affairs that he doesn't need to enter

Always seeing clearly through the mother$#&@ing center
Of any situation with a focus on the good
Never looking for a fight and never better than the hood

Even rollin' in the paper, he remembers all the roots
Doesn't let it take away from his original pursuit
Of love for family and friends, helping out the lesser given

"Blessed is Living", how you vision life in every comprehension
If you feel that you relate, then this is who I'm writing to
I hope this album made your day and I will be back mighty soon

Bye!