Go left.. Follow the brick owl theft.. These dawgs are 2 in the same breast.. Ended up smackin heads.. Fools let skis on their feet be their dread.. I get away and If I don't... I tried dignified.. 👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛👛 I won't hurry.. This is on my time.. Move along.. No time.. Fresh.. Preppy.. Don't look after me when you disagree.. I got your yin tied up with my yang.. Karma will be knocking.. Heavy socking.. Create this elite crisp style.. Walk a mile.. 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 What happened to my babies From 20" to this young slung gun.. Call me Gold.. You bet young one.. I want to spend more time.. The way that we climb.. Frozen snowy dimes.. I never want to lose contact.. Alone in a world so big .. Yet I'm finding myself in a mode .. Compact.. I'm sorry my son that we enter... Into a world full of souls.. Broken to the center.. Don't be blinded.. The fool will wander.. The author will ponder.. Not blighted yonder.. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 We need to see the hope .. We wish to fill our empty pockets.. Tighten with wrenches with sockets.. Reminds me of this closed locket.. I care for my blood as most rare.. Its sad when family is the blockage.. I suppose son we must stand alone.. Or walk this gravel beside me Cabrone.. I'll be here as long as I'm known.. Mi hijo. #Underthemask