i almost lost my mind with the time yomanji my teachers sunomi planing a escape without a cape nap the tape she said i dont care about her probly cuz my mommy died but i still ride roll tide i was in the dirty of alabama lift ing up my stamina escaping the drama from my babymomma after those commaz after those commaz trying to stack up a plate to ignore another high rate methadone in my cup and dats whats up i know i can change as long as my destiny is in range for another scrape to habernate its the winters fate for another former get it poppin like a boner surprising them all for the knowledge of sain for the dripping of the rain to obtain a wider range rocked to sleep in the mange dr. strange a meanace to society a newer variety to continue down my avenue