I'm at a loss for words....the audacity... You looking at excellence....no mix or master....Raw 7 a cookie that's were my life took me under 6 ft but u can't over look me ain't got no style and you rap like a rookies learn how to make hooks plz.. I use my thought to put niggas to rest I'm in the trap talking game to some vets we got so much traffic we handing out tickets told yo girl to suck it and she started kiss it miss me with courtesy money's an urgency I been going in like I'm doing a surgery, told God om guilty but he cannot murder me, cuz taking me from this world would be burglary. heard of me i bet you did Ima last of my kind I cant be put to rest , it's turrets you don't know when is coming a bullet wounds numbing you ever expirience the piercing the feeling the scare the burn, in my hood those were earned but so much for that nigga he's in a earn. it's gone take him a lifetime for a lesson learned..look now how the tides have turned....Bitch