Mr Cokeman

You see I've been misunderstood majority of my life Its as though if living were war then im the knife Its not my fault society embraces suicide Label me an aspiring mathematician Cuz I have nothing to hide but a simple substance I provide for an affordable price my life is nicked and dimed into a dynasty of ghetto capital my product derived of natural organic matter strategically cut and cooked for a simple way to provide that get away you're after boo Damage is collateral See while you chase starts I chase the dollars that make them See I defy God and for a few I can make you invincible destroying your principles Cuz ile have you feining for that next high that next mucus mixture with the snort of that booger sugar Excess caked up til inhaled to the brain that mental bugaloo Cut into rocks of instacourage for you weak pawns on a chessboard checkmated before you had the chance to advance to enemy territory You've destroyed yourself As I enjoy my wealth Now whos the loser When you look yourself in the mirror and realized you've ascertained a habit you cant break developed a hunger for a superficial utopia you cant make You are So as a businessman my product and I are one but never mingle So while you dibble and dabble with the snow I create blizzards Are you prepared for the cold cold life ahead of you If im caught is federal But you're worth the effort Im just simply the man that makes the offer And its crazy cuz when the streets were hot and my product was mixed with soda pop it was a shoulder shrug Now I gotta hide my product discreet with my customers or metal bracelets will give my wrist a colder hug Load the slug and aim it at your cranium this is a ride youll die for Literally speaking No pun intended It was more of a visual sentence