flowin

Crisp burns.

mm mom

I'm going to blow up liked freeza on Namik/

Stuff another bowl in charolett; fuck it let's blam it.

the weed is a monkey punch to the head, tobacco hurts-havoc

Next thing i know I'm flyn' down the interstate, never had to hesitate, wait until the Levi breaks

Sadam got on my case, about how the fans always over rate, but as they say

I'm underpaid, mom said rap was just a phase, but I tear it up like I'm locked in a cage,

I'm always spitting with a gun, still enraged.