I house the spirit of God i c now why u upset you just wear the facade I'm weird you odd keep fishing for my shit you should kick back try catching cod one day you might get a job i made it through the fog lagit as i get u maintain to stay a fraud so while you struggle to gain dirt on my name streach them arms petty far even out and about no hangin out il stay in the car i quit that rout you like a fish in a drought you rotten fish i throw um out so many haters im loosing count all the drama im opting out backroad bound im smokin out continue to maintain and gain the clout how you live u should change it out up ubove they keepin count