Friday

these niggas very scary now they hanging us.what you gone do. nigga give him the rope fuck a color.when we all blind how can i relaxes.when we kill one or another.i no a white boy but he racist its ya choice.may be ya on kind ya better wake up.fuck ya media aint no good news only for the bullshit.cut out the communication.feel it with a text . lack of communication do you see oh sings ya check man i cant tell ya its good brains behind a pin a blank peace of paper aint shit. no pen or peace of paper thats was written.gone harm me i wasn't born to lead.but its in me i was a test tube babe .that got ship to California.when i hit that majruna it made me comma.my 3rd grade teacher at logan.told me mrs jackson.stay on top of ya shit.or end up like Smokey on Friday shitting in ya on back yard its all over with. now them texas stars coming all that Hollywood strip shit is over with.real life you cant miss.missississippi we coming all that Hanging a nigga shit is over with.quit talking about crashing out.yall aint hit on shit.let me see ya paper work trick.when this shit get dangerous tell the police and the fire man they need to quit.