okay okay everybody celebrate like it s a holiday let me guide the way no it isn t father s day or mother s day but the other day i had a dream i wasn t k he slang that yay got done away in the rectum of the hood and i ain t sprung to say guns don t protect them for the good but they fuckin spray afrochines such a bad cold dream i m dreamin it s reality it struggles and it battles me they wanna fry me like they battered me i m a diamond they can t shatter me through casualty i m actively transparent to a brand clarence i probably would be deceased if it wasn t for my grandparents pop pop was a pastor grandma the pastor s wife slit your writs and swallow knives bitch it s super six for life i m too legit for life i should get a grip and die fuckin take a trip and fly and never come down i be in my own world gold teeth and my crown bitch i travel round the world like nigga fuck yo town paper plane takin off soon as it touch yo ground who said the lost boys a never be found you speakin down on odd future it s a fuckin pronoun twenty one in the league ho i m a fuckin pro now you mainstream niggas slow down i turn this to a ho down wavin that fo fo round empty all of those rounds on some wild wild west shit death will probably be my next pick to exit i m sick of all these bullshit hoes i got responsibilities she feelin me as i m fe feelin on her tititties to do infinity i m the remedy to a penalty for once i take this shit genially generally i m takin shots like kennedy like fuck the enemy whatever enters me is meant to be i am what i eat brocoli pasta rotisserie dark meat smoke weed until i feel my heart beat drink like a alcholic when clothes fit from out the closet the art belongs to whoever draws it at heart i m an artist who knows his flow is flawless i got affection for whatever the cause is who caused it yeah that s just me nigga alchemist what s good nigga wolf gang that s it everybody else kiss my motherfuckin ass nigga2