Food For Vultures

Vultures flying high Circling in the sky Preying on the victim as they pass by Vultures being metaphorical Wishing that you had an oracle Hold up, this might be too real You know something you won't, can't feel Foes outweigh friends and friends hold nuts I'm giving it to you raw, straight drop no cut First they find your grind Don't be blinded by these vultures Circling around manipulating your mind Cause they all coming at the same time Before you know it, you done lost it all Reminiscing on days where you used to ball But nobody wants to hear that mess To make it out alive consider yourself blessed So leave the drugs and the streets alone Or end up dead or be sentenced to never coming home Stay away from the vultures They only wanna see you die They'll eat you up and won't say good bye. Author: James Ryan White