I say when it's beef they freezing up like cold wind you still can murked no matter how you rolling niggas sniffing powder popping pills and they rolling be knocking bitches down like a nigga going bowling beat that pussy up and leave that swollen fly young nigga I was posen to be choosen 32 degrees of pain a leave ya mind frozen was a kid in the arcade who didn't have a token I ain't joking we we grabbed my dick in school and kept on stroking and Wendy Watkins she was on my dick too told me one day after school I'm a get you