i shouldve done it sooner quicker than i can count to 3 everybody a killer until shit really hits the street always with the wrong crowd coked out and wont eat shit is hard but thats my nigha both born for the same tree its really hard to make it out when you destined to not succeded and no matter how much you do you always back to the same meets same streets always stressing patiently waiting for a blessing tired of seeing no progression fuck this turned into aggression (agh) cause honestly im tired as fuck and the systems set up to make us all look like we bums and tell me why nighas still selling dope and cant find a job because the goverment is rigged and you all can thank trump look into your child eyes look what we have become all the damage on this earth stone wriiten its done havent wriiten for a while coming back with the ones im done taking all them losses comming out of the slums (agh) from the underground nigha im coming you better run , fast pacing ,heart racing ,the thunder rolling like the drums because when sitting next to me it can become a bit difficult, check the residual ,untouched individual never caught me slippin whenever a souls around sound the alarm bow down the kings being crownd