I wanna say something. I aint sure what to say. But I'll see what I can conjure up to describe my thoughts on this peice.

I started reading the first to lines and I didn't feel a thing. And I wasn't sure wether or not I should continue reading. But what you lacked in capturing my attention in the beginning, you more than made up for in the middle and end.

It put a little dose of fearful discomfort in me though. An "addicted baby". Suffering. A type of suffering I can't relate to, so I get kind of scared of that kind of stuff.

Incredible peice babe.

Momentai.

'uppin' for Hazy...

uppin