I’m 17 sitting here dreaming about money green tv screen feeling mean outside people scream would it be so bad to add to it make some bans doing it pull out some flags screw it lets go fuck up some man’s grab some bans through some hands fuck the plans up just follow me and fuck the heat let’s find some boys to beat do it all discrete fuck the greet meet the concrete wake up with nothing and the sounds of em boys running and the police gunning we live for nothing this might be something it might be perfect the mentally of a young hustler the boys a buster fuck the game here his name as he’s lowered into his grave we all roll the dice and this kid roled on his life