I got the block on jump you know it ain't a party unless the gas of in the building and the speakers on thump Gucci sneakers masked up and this before the virus called carona creeped up on us put up walls just ask trump if I fall I stand up the definition of a man all depends can you withstand the pain and man up I'm at you hatas and what I been swimming with the gators in the mud separating all the playas from the sluts keepin rubber bands tuck. plus something thick with a stick that a spit and touch the Taliban up. don't shoot hands up it ain't cute a cop can kill and shoot and never see hand cuff I don't understand nothing but I understand hustling so understand these hands they ain't playing no bluffing im bow in down to nothing I'll always stand for something I know that Yahweh is the truth and idol hands is nothing. I've been illuminated from the pain that life created it give me clearer vision to see the lies being created