Portage/Main

Shake that body party that body

Hard to think hearty when your head's this foggy

Elevators going up but we're still in the lobby

Players think they're cool never been this frosty

Don't let me get cold like Portage and Main

Humane ain't a thang when you're trying to explain

Who would Abel be without his brother Cain

No label complete without a ball and chain

Meanwhile got rhymes out the gutter, mail my ashes to my mother

I'm king, this my speech, just trying not to stutter

Love Jewels so I'm a runner, yeah I missed out on last summer

But age is just a number and my team still full of sluggers

Bitch I'm on my wu-tang, duality with that ying-yang

We don't gang-bang, though I'm a martyr so it's me they got to hang

All black in the twilight, knowing we gon' be alright

Always bring a pen to a sword fight, now that's foresight

Good Night