[Verse1: Alexander Werd] Dante's vices got a n***a paying prices Off the back, its Seven, but I ain't gonna spice it I've been livin' more spritual momma Keep my head in my grind, stay from the drama Ain't go to church in like two weeks it's taking toll Demons learn of my weaknesses, Devil is taking roll Like who tell these women of me? Why the love me? It must be my potential cause my rainy days still sunny Got too many topics not to spit this tropic Island of Jamaica flow, can't stop it Gal tell mi wah yuh wan from mi Don't let mi in ya heart cause mi might loss the key It's not your fault tho, my drive is in my tunnel vision All I see money and glory, Im on a mission Pushin it, full throttle And n***as love to watch to We ain't gon stop til n***a turn to fossils Tyrannosaurus Rexes, them big boys can't reach me And when my wrist turn presidential them boys can't impeach me Started acting like a know it all, not everyone can't teach me Cause I'm planning on being where everybody gon' beseech me Like Drew you should Like Drew you owe me Like Drew you could, but none of em' really know me And they swear that they do Cause we got a couple laughs in And they knew about my bad habits way back when I wasn't a saint I always would taint My windows to my soul now I paint Pictures til' I faint Even so, when I'm at rest I use my dreams to plan thoroughly How ima move and shake towards the currency Terminating Satan's plans one by one Mono y mono by keeping my eyes towards the sun, I know B I know This here will become life if we make it life now, so yea we gon it dawg, I make it vow When we marry the game after we done learned about her, after our spirits and lyrics..(to be continued)