Crime Guilt.......
Bitch pressured my nerves about a man who chose me over her
Her jealousy and obnoxiousness caused my killing side to stir
I set her up at a cabin for a talk but my feelings got viciously insane
I tied her up tightly and set the cabin in flames filled wit propane
I stood before the burning cabin laughing to myself knowing she died
Then thoughts of being locked in prison came in then I suddenly cried
I vanished off into the night running from whom? My own wrong
On my trip across the country I decided to write this crime a song
Televisions broadcasting my face saying the doings I did
From hotels to crack houses I layed low to myself and hid
I didn’t feel bad about what I did to the bitch she got what she needed
On the News screen the showed her burned flesh some of it still bleeded
I’ve killed other hoes before but yet those bodies have not yet been found
They fucked my emotional stage so what goes around comes around
I had a home under ground took my life away from the living on the grounds
Having dreams every night with me running followed by police sounds
My guilt and also the pain build up more each day that I continuously hide
Would’ve called to chill with my fam but my secrets in them I couldn’t confide
Sometimes I cry but at moments I laugh menacingly at my many crimes
I lay beneath the earth only free living I can find is when I’m writing my rhymes
Robbing stores and killing the innocent to keep my life on track
Remembered my precious daughter Alexis but I can’t stop now and go back