The Syrup

Pouring the syrup x4 pouring the syrup the be making me lean pull up at your house with the green no need to cause a seen if you know what I mean. All my boys stay ready they stay on go and them caniks be ready to blow thru your front doe make it rain like snow the way I be iced out you wouldn’t even know until it’s to late tho cause your heart rate done got low you never even seen us coming thru your front doe with the pole had to take yuh soul but you know how it go cause this shit ain’t no game hoe should’ve left it alone now done left your ass with a headstone ona shirt like gilden that’s how I be feeling left brains all over the ceiling don’t nobody be knowing the demons I be dealing with inside my head I’m hurting almost for certain that on the inside I’m dead