it's motherfuckin hiest nigga it's a motherfucking lies nigga it's a fucking feast with the crist and judas lemme carve you down to the cries nigga highs nigga when I snokin that blunt, with the fire nigga you don't start a war I can be dire nigga, consequences hindrances a pack of cigar, and light 5 penses imma read them hoes , sentences if you star a war, I built fences I don't waste yo time, I may commit a crime maybe tear you apart, the offense is. but you hoes all blind, put lenses. when the smoke goes up, it denses. how could you star at gods, that's what your offense jt.