At st.marks and the season cold, my friend asked are you feeling cold, am like it's like a habit snow, all day cold like a winter storm, oh me God its Saturday, its inspection like hell we dead, just from malpping the coridow, using my hands to clean the malp, and some niggers are taking a shit, at a place called BBL, it is really not that far, it is just behind the dome, where most people go to smoke×2. These some deep, smoking though, the most high gang does it so, member Chris, really jaid, threatened to hit me with a plate, after that, he had gone, where he went was really unknown, even though, i don't know, i don't really give a fuck, am just going, to the flat, to meet elkin and the rest, make some raps, drop some dubs, elkin's really good at raps, as for me man i do both, making music and some raps, i am flash in a winter storm ×2. i don't know, what the heck, you been talking or been thinking, don't rush, your ass, in a nigger who been cheating, holy shit, in the flat, at this time, shit is bookie, me and Elkin, in the flat , making music like we ricky, PPD, Elkin now, singing like a brain buster,.