Hug The Emo VI Seconds

They say with the good comes the bad, the happy with the sad
Well the truth I'm just living till I die what a drag
So sad fuck ya pity doe I find this whole thing silly yo
Diggy bro? I fight off stress while I can
But can I really last through twelve rounds of bullshit
The devil shootin at me acting ever so ruthless
With full clips, preventing me from movin to some new shit
Im walkin with a dream but he's stoppin my movement
Fuck, Can I reach new heights
If its lemons that I'm given then I have a sour life
Getting false advice from the people I enlist
Sayin practice makes perfect but perfection dont exist
So what am I aiming for? What is the point in this?
Is there any meaning or should I just slit a wrist
Should I just call a quits giving up all of this
Swimmin with all the fish brain turns to pasta dish

Fuck that, I got a fucking world to lift up
With too much pride to ever bitch out and ever give up
As much as I get knocked and feel like a red dot
Is pointed at my frame, I'm still makin these heads bob
Still rockin ya dome piece, still killin em slowly
Through music you know me, from stranger to homies
Injest what I spit as pure raw till you choke
While I'm out to get my currency kickin audio dope