Been about a day since I bled in a pine bed
Get 'em full of dread when they
Find out that I'm dead
Body full of meds, mislead by a pill head
Fucking infrared cocked back
Ready for the Feds triple six, triple six
Rockin' an upside down crucifix
Luminous lunatic, shredding the bodies
Oh no, I'm not new to this
Satanic bitches that fuck for the ritual
Spiritual visuals, fuckboys habitual
Talkin' that shit, you don't know, bitch
Don't make me get physical
Walking 'round miserable
Smoking that medical shoot up a bag of dope
Dependent on chemicals
I'm on a pedestal, neck hangin' from a rope
$carecrow the skeletal, fuck is acceptable?
I have no frontal lobe

Bitch, you can never be the 7th Ward Dragon
Fuck NOPD and fuck JPPD
All the white flags flappin' ruby da Cherry
What will he do to me? I can't even imagine
Ridin' in a monster truck, AK tucked
47 shots is what the AK pump
I be that lakefront punk with a vacant trunk
Take some when the bass bump
Then I wait for them at the bottom of the pit
You'll be comin' out the fucking
Bottom of my pit, that's pitbull shit
Red blood drippin' off my
Fucking pitbull's lips
Triple the digit's of six
Six days went by, on the seventh day, I shine
7th Ward diamond minds illuminated
By divine signs painted by my mind's eye
Blankets lyin' on a fine dime
Bitch, I'm naked and I might die

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux