that boy was talking shit so I had to make his day see had run him down pop pop shits crazy white t red brains scans all wavy....la la gang gang hairs frizzy all because he was silly talking down the oppside mothafucken trippin on that good dope fuck love fuck a hoe just get the bag n I go so far out of sight you'll need a flash light n a magnifying glass window just to see my light cause it's so dark up in my soul I don't know how to tell the snakes from the real ones so I stay solid, solo, savage when I'm slidin with some real guns fuck the fake shit. fake friends ..I don't need em ..fake hoes I been between. em fake jewels I feel I see em fake love..oh. that's a mean one fake smiles .. your gonna need em ,,fake fucking friends I don't understand how you could do a dawg like that. I was there for you when nobody was their for you when you got mixed up with the wrong people it got twissttuud you should be thanking me but instead you fuucked the only person I got along with the only person I shared my life with the only person who always promised the only thing she would do is vommet those words fast like comet hollow tips RIP flesh like sonic riding through the city in a caddy feeling so lost I feel dying shoot my self believe me I've been trying. why in my life love is just another word for pain in my life I need benzopaynes in my life I feel mental man...my love for these hoes was always on gentle its making me mental i can't believe they me so wrapped tight like a fucking kenzo..write my life like a book need pencils..I told my self I'll never go back I told myself I never grow back like thorns on my heart its soo wack so fuck that..I was down bad but I'm better now at least until the all the better clouds go away and I start fresh love life blossoms in the midst of my art s best like the flower in the window across from my desk but do I open up or go slowly inneed tonfocus on my only but this bitch had a hold on me stuck to me like gold ********* make sure it's real I'm a really be cold only not that i got my strap its cold on me not talking about my hip bone I'm.talking that fresh shaved dome u see I've been contemplating seems I'm always escaping shooting my self with a gaping hole by using drugs like I'm takkin whole bottles and I know everyday could've been my last but fuck that feeling laying in the grass with my head down and noncash no whip ingot no drip i got no swag so fuck a fake for favor let's all make cake too later for now ingot my blazer beem I'm out it's time to pay her a visit (gunshot) "body drops"