pour me a shot of the whiskey I'm finna get lit up again roll up another paper im finna spark up get faded and then p get the utensils the papeer and pen giving you something youll never forget RBLK in the building again putting it down for the triple 9 set. i told you before i been floating heavily smoking taking a break for the toke. kept my mouth shut for too long so now ive decided to open it all. convincing myself that if i were to fall i can pull me back up i can never back down so homie back up you blocking me up. 0pthetruth is i fear things but head on i face them my thoughts cant replace them ive seen death but just once but that eas enough to begin the process of rising above. by myself with no help with no one no love no demonstration