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