stay off that corner my 30 they call it a burner all of this heat man i feel like a sauna and yea i be dumb but my chopper be dumber shawty my smitten it snow it summer the opps they be shit so i guess I’m the plumber you calling her wife but she giving me humers when my shit get to blasting they all be some runners and my shooters be shiesty i’m calling the gunners shit man they know we a problem call up the troops and they all getting to marching and they coming quick i get the low then you know what it is head they keeping talking but they keep speaking fibs get you all gone but i wont shoot no kids