yeah we was young/ everybody ages if u don't die...young..young I'm telling u son/ I'm from the slums small village live how we live it,no care in the world,we won..so y u ain't resting your soul when it comes to mind body & soul...I'm sexing,perception...like da glow..u ain't never seen it clear like this before..it's a score we need more winners & goals..in the winter it's cold,u ain't gotta go white for the snow/ima wife her of course/blow it like u suppose to go pro/go pro..the cams for the Rouges/ the can for the bolws/ fill me in let me know the corners of this shit,/ I bet I be grabbing some work distribution wow still working the pole/ we in this together babe for sure..all them hammers..loaded & empty..M.C. my creation music city..trending..mys was patient life's abusive moments we a cryed..looking for answers..July 11, 19seventy something ,/cancers..pink ribbons don't give the Champs up..