hey ....you I see that's so normal right. so let me do the same, ready my weapons ... i ain't dead yet, I been laying low, my self esteem ,my pride it felt the blow I ain't throwing no mud but you ain't something that it grows. let me tell you something, you sorry ass might be the one that got kicked a thousand times your money ain't so strong to trip through my sharp rhymes we getting ready for the dinner let the chickens chime and when the clock strucks nine your times up coz it's the time let me tell you another thing what you call decency compared to you,my ass on the toilet is more fancy you're shitting on too much ,you gotta swipe it and if your corpses linger ,I'mma kill it , I won't hide it you think I am fool to let you go the charmer's ready with the guns for the snake show the clouds might not help much, so you should lay low I give no fuck and if I fuck ,you won't play more .