i just lit these joints thinkin of how you can get destroyed couple of good hits rip deep boi why you scream lil sissie boi u said it was easy money now he look like a puny punk G if im seen they gone run G and if not ima kick him till he coughs an his lungs bleed shit can get funky like Mac Dre crunked out in the place im gone thizzle dance over this niggas grave im not the normal cracka u used to they gone hate like whos who he tryna be like the blonde white whos coocoo ima prolly stay underground shit floats and ur music's doodoo thats a fact i can be a real guy like bill nye want the science if i take the air out his lungs he dying no air in my lungs hotbox my whip wit the finest in Oroville so high u cant find him my eyes is low as fuck cause i smoke so much