fake ass homie playing position trying to finger f*** each other like a whoe ion a glass dick t hinking of the days of way back no more guns no more dope sack I watch these homies try to finger f****** f*** you why do you even think you can play in these dark streets where the f****** ghetto will eat you everyday don't watch yourself I want your brains I got the f****** reb beam on your f****** doomI want your brain likes spaghetti all over the floor no more f****** homie it's just a broadcast told you fools don't come play with me it's me Gabriel Garza Jr back in the mood got the microphone melting in my mother f****** food no more homies cuz they are fried ass ponies playing position like a hole on the glass dick playing position like a broad ass homie being a f****** like a hoe on the glass dick fighting over big ball maybe that poke you too buddy who knows as he fools used to be homies f****** fried ass homies pain position and go f****** each other like a whole other glass dick babe big ass homie fraud ass pools bingo f****** each other like drinking you got me drinking away the pain and tears now why I got to bring this f****** beach to the streets now I'm time to shine in the darkness no more time no more f****** Black sails here I go as I flow no more f****** time you playing position you fake ass homies playing position like a f****** hole on the glass dick bingo f*** each other you f****** f***** playing each other playing positions b******