Fantastic

I'm with my niggas, we see these whores funny
 Life ain't a walk on the beach even if the floors sunny
 Niggas need more money, see I did it on my lone tip
 Trying to sneak some credit, that's some shit I don't condone with
 Wash away my own sins, want it done right?
 Gotta do it on your own then on the darkest night like
 It's a ritual, and I'm a demon
 Just hiding in the subliminals but only for the meantime
 I'm from the future, so I know you ain't ahead of me
 Strategically defeat as I triangulate trajectory
 So, you see why still no one is next to me, right?
 Probably in a league from beyond
 But my pride is in the wind, so my chivalry is gone
 The end is near, I can feel it in my palms
 Reinstate it like a mystic in the song
 Life is war, so when isn't the winner armed?