yeah . I'm runnin wit the matte black 40 in my lap im coming for these niggas tell me where they at next time I see em ima hit em wit da strap was supposed to be my brother but u stabbed me in tha back now I'm doin me tryna get them racks nd when we make it nigga we ain looking back . every day I continue wit these childish games too deep in my thoughts bout to go insane thought about putting the barrel to my brain brains blown say my name in vein circle small I only fuck wit my main transcend into my mind and try to maintain try to change things but shit stay the same I'm writing for the message not for the fame im the typa beast that no one can tame and when I hit the mic u kno its straight flame yeah. im new to this shit but I kill the flow and im only 16 but I'm rappin like a pro follow your dreams nd dont let em go inspire people and put on a show do what u gotta do stay in yo zone show em who you are let em all know roll up a blunt of that gas wit da bro light it up, pass it round, let it blow so fucked up feeling like a dream pour another cup of sum straight codeine sit back gettin turnt with my fuckin team we support each other family is the beam thinkin bout that paper tryna get that cream so fucking heated needa let off some steam voices in my head make me wanna scream my life is like a movie or a live stream ima show u something that u ain ever seen not no vegetarian but I'm about my greens yeah I really do this this shit is in my Genes