Acape_06-24

We're living proof of the history  in the makin. The Secret to life is take a rock and turn it into granite. I'm jus roaming through this planet, of the never understandings, I get so fckn high, you would never understand it. I say fuck  it, bc I'm faded and i pass that bitch, pass the rock like steve nash playin for the suns and young carter stayed droppin all them hits. Won't forget boosie when he touchdown to cause hell, natetheape, we meditate, rappin is a passion. We just some go gettas, who deal wit depression and aggression and the weed we be blowin got me sitting really high, cloud 9 lost the focus of acception, the mind of some killers, and yes they in black dresses. The mind is at ease, the potion got me focused, sippin on that green and the pink,  I call it  Michaelangelo. Baby we can go dose for dose, I can deal with overdose, just live it like we die tomorrow,  let's raise it high, and you know they float everytime you visualize. They souls fly high  of the pain they held inside. Open letter, goodbye to that life, sorry you had to witness such a fckn guy, who created this huge illusion family and one day he got high, we started one by one and said damn I get by. Sorry for the shit I did, but I'm not sorry for who I'm gonna be, when they out and doubted me, that this nigga couldn't find an apple in the applebee. Now I'm planting all these appletrees while I'm fckn Mrs appletree!