yo molly...shouldn't made us all mthfuckin gud... why can't they feel me......why can't they hear me....if i am mistaken jst tell me... can't take it can't you feel me ?.... well...you know me...Young Boy....still in journey......from buches to ashes....memory flashes.....fast car dashes....yh I heard dat....my momma told me...get a homie.... BT nt dat bully....a loyal soldja...real coolah......a viscus Knight.... a brother.....yeah a brother... yeah....shorty got my back till I pass out.. got me think bout dat lady....with a young kid....he got grown.... she reisd him wise... made him a man....well thank you mom...fr all the love.....I can see now why they keep bluffing....boots 2 asses.....rainbow glasses......faceless faces...yh every time I pull up I get their Neisses.....well there again....god blessed u mom....yo kid became a trophy man......young rasta...but the good kind....blowing bags....n keep on counting. green crisbeys....spend that cash..but it never ends....da mommy blessing....da wise reising.....well you niggah still don't get it don't ya??...I got my own crown...still the ace....with a smile on my face....stop acting n take it....well..like man...surve da money....reise an empire...reach that top....long live the king