#southeastbaby 🌹🖤🌹 #experimentalera #poetical preciate you @ahzy for that spectacular wordplay to close it out, this was so dope to make 🫶🏾😂. #makingartisfun Tell the truth Never stay where they be at Been betrayed by family I hate acts Pretend but show love If you hate me then say that Toughest acting The first to the fall off Still 26th division reppin on all y'all North side Ramsey representin for all dawgs I'm Trojan ready go to war for my lost ones Feeling sickening Young as all hell at the funerals listening Gravity situational impending I bury more brothers Lost bonds and left children Sentiment still the same What I hate more The false asking questions When they don't feel Nathan More loyalty test branded tips Off the apron Round all the guest and regal them With napalm Slap the shit out the preacher and Deacon They only come out once the demons A risen Environmental was the deficit driven From highschools to highway to hells Then to prison Why you leave dawg Missing you, saw yo lil boy That's yo tween mau Mira still good, gave a her hug Hit a peace fall Can't go back home See the streets we would beam off Now that's sully Did all those drugs But memories never blurry Clear as day all of the love From the muddy The Sandhills don't end Til that lake water come in Heart of the forest Still totting katanas For all of anime brothers I gotta The life that we lived a moment in time But I promise to immortalize you in rhymes +++++++ they say kids get shot hits copped no kids bop the hip slot then wrist lock big pop and shit drop don't get got I tell em but nobody buy what I sell a trigger pulled could be triggered youth its statistical but could statistic you Staring through a proverbial noose before he speaks I look up and say "shoot" screaming and bleeding see the streaming then I vomit fragments still in eye sockets but he's stays ready to pop it can't tell him off it what can you do for a fool with a hollow point of view careful where you run some just wanna trump like Ivankas rump got some spunk just slotta gun with alotta chunks askin how many buckshots would a fuck slot if a fuck shot a buckshot I can't sleep in flash heat actually I spent the night with a ratchet and my ass beat leaving my last dreams in the scrap heap with plastique cause I'm ready to blow up like I aint never had gas leak till now