next up its furiuz i got a sense of my self/
rip shit flip shit spit wit no repentence or help/
where im from niggas they pack guns punishments gettin dealt/
i rhyme to get my mind right fuck what u feelin or felt/
sink deep into my verbal mind state/
criminal crime rate/gets reapplied/
im viliafied/by hoes whos holes i, pro-create/