i aint going out. nigga ima dawg. im hitting under the belt. man im seeing threw the fog. i aint got no dought. im in the streets so fuck this internet blog. im on the mad dog mean mug. im off theys drugs. people look like they in shock. but nigga fuck you yell in to a sock. time is almost up tick tock. im rollin and strollin. klick clack the glock. and many rounds in my stock. it shinnny make niggahs gawk. rounds hit harder then a hocky puck. or a rock being chucked. im harder then a rock. im like steel. because over time they all crumble like any rock. so better hope you make it too the doc. if not droped over the doc. for disrespecting my block. trae duce on lock. ima blood.and pigs is blood clogs. but like any heathy young man ima keep flowing cant stop wont stop. money motivate me to not drop. big Bz on top.