trap jumping never going to stop. I'mma be hustling to take the top. I am the cream of the crop. that good s*** cooking in the pot. I feed my whole flock. now we about to make the drop. four eyes on the cops. plotting on the opps. never will I be forgotten. only pray to the begotten. son is only one. but really three. holy trinity god the father the son. and dont fear it. did you hear it. calling on your spirit. drawing you near it. this bowl i gotta clear it. getting me tipsey. fuck how you feeling just miss me wt the bullshit. we both know you full of it.