some real ish untitled

I ain't proud of everything,
There's things I do regret.
I damned myself,
Getting sent to hell, as soon as
I breath my last breath.
Cuz I'm a soulja,
I've done things you can't repent,
But there's things I couldn't prevent.
Some events had to happen, cuz there's a time and a place
That you just can't be a gent.
Cuz people are grimmie,
Homies are plottin.
Your People are shootin,
Brothers are droppin.
Kill or be killed is the only option,
We're lost in blood lust what a twisted suduction.
We're losing the light,
We're losing the fight.
We're killing ourselves, you might do it tonight.
We mustn't lose sight,
On what's wrong and right.
This isn't gods will,
This is lucifers might... aight