Bring yo writtens, its a battle, don't try to act like u can kill me off the dome. And if u wasn't ready to spit then u shouldn't have challenged.
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)