The SIGIT - YHWH
Staying up for this weekend Loosing up all the defence My back feels like broken I can’t stop me from smokin Like a diamond to a women Like a demon in your hand can’t feel my mind feel what’s mine feel my mind Should I smile when I am low The world are strange so I blow It’s better to burn out and die It’s better than rust with LIES Like a gangster thee roams at night Like a cheater, run and hide Gone with a whirl, in a swirl and chopped real rudely All by my fingers All by my self because I’m so destructive by The S.I.G.I.T.