Trobled

troubled like i got the recipe damned like they put a hex on me next step off the get bus is get the meth bugs up off of me h not to sleep the rest in peace please understand lifes, expectancys its 100 degrees cooler into the breeze love making babys up under the willo trees my will wont freeze my raps will and will wont rap cant kill but id support anything he puts on a beat matter of fact back on the tractor if i made money off this it prolly wont even matter because im madder then the mad hatter when he splattered his blatterl ever since birth i been making coochies fatter like it loosely factors in feels like im climbing a latter of sin if i ride by on a bike its probably the devils shwinn dont threatin me with the remedy everything i need is next to me heaven sent and eventually ecstasy the past becomes destiny your present is history blame it on yesterday no mistery