High Ping

All I really know is swanging, fucking, & rapping
And getting myself trapped in my thoughts
Even if I don't make it out of there, I know I died a boss
Pimpin' might not be the way or even matter in the end
If my mind is suspended in false reality, let's pretend
I don't want it to be the case
Otherwise I would not worry about mistakes
Or be racing to get the cake
But I'm doing it just incase
Fuck you gotta say, bitch it don't matter anyway
Before I leave forever make a MANA text-to-speech
Type out "Mana loves you forever" then just press to speak
But until I rest in peace know that ima hold it down
Like insane asylum nurse until I ride inside a hearse
Shorty we had somethin good, it's over now I know it hurts
You thought there was a connection
But you laggin yeah that shits tha worst
You might think you cursed really I'm the one afflicted tho
I can't distinguish between reality and my visions
So I pick & roll until I get the dough even if gotta kick the door
Man somebody get this ho she wanna be more than a bottom bitch
She wanna touch the monolith
She wanna be a part of me
Not gonna lie considered it, but you ain't shit but a silly bitch

Ain't nobody on my tempo, my mental is ten fold
I'm puttin that on my kinfolk, I'm pullin up in that Enzo
Black on black, where the money at?
Real tree camo wrapped smokin back to back, oh
Ready to find a way ready to die today, oh
Ready to find a way ready to die today, oh