I'm on It

I dont know what was better, my first split for my first kiss
Picture perfect, paintin' pictures is when I first did
Rap sessions just reflectin' life is the outer lesson
I was stressin'
Askin' questions, gotta teach me a lesson
Beatin' bottles, pourin
But I dont even drink a lot
I was stuck in my mind, but I dont even think a lot
We were having conversations about our lifestyle
'Whatcha wanna be?', I wanna be right now
My perspective should’ve kept it bottled up
Im connected to the death, is my reflection hot enough?
In the mirror, 'icken clearer
And Im here to light’em up
Roll the roaches, cuz' Im postin'
And procceed to getting high as f*ck
And Im bliss thinkin' meanings of this
Palms cushin', heart racin'
Im the meanest in this bi-
No body else can politely
Better yet, Im going politely
To you ho’s blowing up my phone
But I know I gotta let her go lightly
Im trying to be best in my city
Bein' talented fuckin' with me
Wether I’m in New York or Cali
Now I gotta get it in like she pretty
Now my phone six with seven
gotta rep it till I die
Realest mothafucka alive
Now let’s get high
I need more money more bitches
More drugs and more trippin
Cause, more hundred more pissin'