FF lyrics

[Verse 1]
Creep up on my demons, ain’t no way you’ve ever seen ‘em
Best hope you don’t feel ‘em, I bring the heat like a industrial heating
Talking about burning your block, shoot and reload the Glock with the fireproof stock
I got that fireproof clock, time ticking, I’m on a mission they’re dismissing
I’m full of vision like 20/20, sippin’ Henny, leave you without a brain like John Kenn’y
My flow inspires many, pick up the pen to educate now I’m ready
Used to sh*t on pricks who deserved the slit, now I’m rapping 24/7 about giving up bricks
If I can do it, you man certainly can, you do what you want like an evil superman
But trust me, selling drug keys, that ain’t a way to push P’s
I’d rather be dead at 20 than caught licking back another bottle of Henny
f*ck paying for child support, only thing I’ll be supporting are my life’s heavy
And light accomplishments, I got a win, I’m sporting big
Don’t let distractions f*ck with your way of learning how to give
Smoking Flavour Flave so much, you’re barely breathing, how’d you live?
Spend another week in an asylum, that ain’t a f*ck I want to give
You gotta escape the pressure, f*ck the social climate
I wanna move to Iceland or maybe Niagara
The end of the song but ain’t no end to the violence