I'm the loud cannabis smoke ample reports that I handle the baddest of dope. the only thing u present is words in court u a roach I'm the whole bag of smoke gotta leave don't know were ima go phantom shit ima turn to a ghost pennywise without a boat Ima float roll up mojo can't get high off loud no more ice on my neck around yours is a rope that's what u get bet you won't talk no more when I die I wanna go to hell cause ima a piece a shit ain't hard to tell getting creative kill u anthrax in the mail test me I will not fail a plus in criminal mind robbery and dope sales lack in tuck in my tail attack u gas on ya body like I'm liting a grill u beef and I need me a meal gotta chill out I'm on my 50th x pill addict for real power to kill on the block but I shower at will u a coward for real