Pi

[Verse 1: Blacastan] Picture you being me Living my life walking my walk Seeing all the things that I see I'm out of mind body and soul Flow to where the undead roam Thinking if I could live it again Are you my friend or do you merely pretend Gold diggers after my ends Laugh and spilling champagne with devilish grins I'm accountable for all of my sin So when the scales tip it's like when whales flip I could have ended it all Gun in my mouth inhaling the clip I never fell off, I'm human occasional slips In life, 'carcerated six years of my life Resurrected through the booth and the mic Visions of Gandhi with Israelites Dancing by the bonfire wilin' like Manson Two [?] that's a large ransom I'm leaving now my thoughts is mad random My life flashed at last I finally fast A lot of folks happy I'm gone they claiming last laugh But my soul'll live forever through the works of my craft My legacy is pi god that's infinite math So you should praise the most high and not follow my path