facts menard

Pour out the liquor for all our dead homies,i just hope we all make it to the heaven gates ,I’m just happy I got blessed with a mind to obtain knowledge before i died in a sinning state,now I spend 100 a piece on me n Angel steak,we eating like bosses ,in Az it’s hot so u can find me chilling in the Ac, I just live my life n deal with the stress ,with my faith in God life is a job ,it’s wht we make it ,n it wasn’t meant to b hard ,Ever since a youngn the elders told us right from wrong ,n I would listen but it’s hard to imitate words with no actions ,All I ever knew coming up on menard 150 off the corner of west end was 4 fingers no thumb trapping n putting that work in ,n before I touch a pack I as toasting the pistol watching out for stick up man’s with the green light to make the bullets whistle out the barrel,I remember John lord was in the k getting tht loud money on carol,n im from the west side so I done got money with the oops ,I never talk to cops never trust.no thots ,I ran different spots I had homies mess up money tht I gave the my head knots,I shot dice games just to pass my point n win the 5,000 dollar pots,I know I was in some crosshairs but somehow I still didn’t get shot ,police constantly raided our spots ,n thts when it’s too late the shackles on wrist n ankles now u on tht bluebird bud upstate with double barbwired gates cause u didn’t spot the head of the snakes,u better watch the people u keep around u cause those b the same ones who hate,trying to down u ,in the station they break off a little interrogate n then they writing statements