whistle while I put in work dillegent in doing dirt pain hurts bad can get worse cash out on my worth what comes first clean or dirt treal in the feel keep it real the rest nerf I stopped the star search like 2chainz I keep the rod niggas gone perch dig me as I unearth shower in dirt baby powder lime fresh smell of pine no need of crying my ppl dying fuck the design can't explain my pain and ain't trying waiting on the savior but I forgot we on his time I guess they lied anxious ran out patience when my baby cousin died no bye his side now everything is low tide final destination and exited early of the ride