Reaper K.A.A.N.

[Verse 1]
I got good intentions, believe me
The coldest nigga, anemic
Who put this shit together?
That'd be me, myself and I bitch
The God, call me Osiris
The sickest like a virus
The golden touch, the Midas
We movin' in forward direction, leavin' that bullshit behind us
Shall I adjust the blinders?
Them statements at the end of the month a constant reminder
Tell 'em I been on the incline, climbin' up the ladder
I been hopping out the Benz while pockets gettin' fatter
It ain't like it even matters, I'm duckin', dodgin' disasters
Jumpin' out the Devils lasso, I'm bobbin', weavin' the hassles
If you motherfuckers trip, then I trip, now we trippin'
I'm rollin' up the zip, take a hit, nigga listen
Where's your foresight, where's your vision, where's your fuckin' intuition?
Why your key in the ignition but you still here sittin'?
Niggas will be in park and then complain about the traffic
Unable to make a start, you asking me that shit is tragic, eh

[Chorus]
But that's the reaper, uh
Yeah that's the reaper, uh
The Devil callin', why he hit me on my beeper, yeah
But that's the evils, uh
Yeah that's the evils, uh
My intuition kickin' in so I can see you, yeah
Now that's the reefer, yeah
Said that's the reefer, uh
My paranoia at an all time high (You high?)
I think I see something, yeah
I think I see something, yeah
Close the door, shut the motherfuckin' blinds