along the way

I pump ma first up while I quench ma thirst all the way down south it where I been from less digits to count but more lyrics to write my wors tend to be a healer to the ill they know I DON'T diss but liked like this still these street stole all I had n gave me the rhyming skill I miss ma brothers n sisters that I lost along the way I am all alone but still am strong in everyway I love a independent pussy that standing with its two feet I am like a peddle am touching all the kids a hood stream where the thirsty is quench a municipality that sweeps all the trash