I'ma Young Homie Drinkin O-E's. Kickin-it with O-G's. ..
If you Know Me We Prolly Chuggin Forty's Rollin Rollies.
Gansta's In All Black. They All Rap and A few Smoke Crack..
Got Faith But Where's My Hope-At. It aint In'a Dope-Sack..
And I know that I cant Hold-Back. Jail I wont GO - BACK..
Smokin On Some Chronic Leafs. Hit's Hard Like Comets Be..
Crossed the Street's Where My Homie Rest.. . ..
skinny Face Witta Boney Wrist One Day He told-me-this..
Life's a Bitch try Hard to die Rich Cuz Money Is What Life-Is..
Dont Fight Pissed if you Rightous. God Knows Like a Phsycik..
Crawlin Or Ballin Mind-State FaLLin Like war Vet StaLLin..
Rap Exspresses. Turns Arguments Into Bloody Messes..
thugs Cry Rest-Less for a Murda Commited In Seconds..
Smith N' Wessin got the Blessin Of rippin Ya Chest-in . . .
this is Some Old Shit.
Upping for Feed. Thanx.