my eyes weighing heavy on me hardly sleep on a mision soilder speak not on the mission its not for the weak last month i was up for weeks smoking blunts at high speed i tweaked dope formality life breathed reality like a fanashy wont force it out of me so then i breath make my way twords this cheese extrodanery instealed belief need a couple milly no meek blue strip big face green back on fleek so fly this drop next week future tripping to incarseration missed me with the bull shit i miss me need a full clip to ditch me forulate these words and speak got tecnec to approch subject you address the heat God feed his sheep and the devil got smoke last week