my clothes smoke weed, that's high fashion came from the mud, the roots, born to succeed . if one fail , we all fail . there's no i in team . stomach empty, head full of ideas. one win will change everything. I'm on my grind, stucking to the paper, you'll feel me like im Braille, umbrellas open every time i brain-storm . storm out the yard, with a 30 on my back like im Steph Curry . i dont beef , im vegan my friend, i turn the beef around and make you eat it my friend. i dont take no bull, life is at stake . vomiting on the mic, now this a sick flow . go ahead and sleep on my flow, I'll make you lay on the floor, flour on me, that dough big , cross me, I let it ring, and get engaged to your bitch. dropping chemistry on these beats look how they react