smoking don't want no more ashes on ha seat tokin and focused riding at high speed thanking myself cuz I noticed the digits also God wit me ain't no extention don't get me wrong have been tempted forget it staying so private my life is so glissteny that's another vocabulary word of mine if u listend this far look how time flies I know imma poet my soul steady shining surrounded by dark but I march wit the God also Jesus christ my heart on my sleeves so ain't counting no strikes I'm constantly on it I been felt alone if u come in my life now sum gone feel wrong