Was It Sum'n I Said

Was it sum'n I said That made me your idol See I'd rather be dead That's why I'm suicidal And my head keeps spinnin like every day But it's best to burn out then to fade away See I am what I am and that's all that I am But when I'm not high, a poor excuse for a man I aint drinkin no forty, thinkin time with the nine Cant you understand, I'm the tigger man The drama's in life is so highly diluted In time you will find wicket rhymes executed From dawn to dusk you might hear me bust Deep peep the wicket shit and your skull a crush Exodus, Alpha, Omega come again All the hate you create is comin from with in Amen anotha sin once my mind is bled When it's done and said I'm done as dead Flatline...