sakin clouds

coming back with a sack though I ain't trying to be the Mac I left the tap tap in the back back trunk of my car caught a mother f***** with his hands in my candy jar as we get them up with the devil and begin to spa r great coming from afar to close , straight trying to host this m************ party don't take this s*** that I say to the Hardy though it's just me and to the Ike you know the big dog moves out the m************ way call me let me spray up on the wall my lyrical graffiti sickness is so sick y'all straight standing tall never will I fall and then I'll be 5,000 y'all