Don’t you know that sunshine
Don’t feel right
When you inside all day?
I wish it was nice out
But it look like rain
Grey skies are driftin’
Not livin’ forever
They told me it only gets better
We out Dumbo, having meetings eating pie with compote. That metaphor was way too humble
But some niggas gotta get humbled. ’Cause some niggas really are Dumbo
What’s the square root of 3.14 when we all four all got 1/4? I swear, man, you niggas is done for
The boy game advanced, complete the genesis
I've broke bread with society's menaces. I’ve dedicated sentences to the dead and said hold your heads to my niggas doin’ sentences
I send condolences to the victims but, threats to the witnesses











