Catharsis

Lost more homies to drugs than any other cause

Gotta stop period, like chicks hittin' menopause

Circle tighter each time we wanted to cyphe'

Grim outlook on life like I should carry a scythe

Never know when death gonn' post up and kick it

Pass the reaper the blunt ask "Can you lick this?"

Look in the mirror see a shadow of myself

Got wealth now, just concerned with my health

Mental disorders preventing, they prevalent in my genetics

Only truth on the track, real respect it