I smoke some reefer to keep it in,

all the vicious thoughts, im struggling,

and still you sit there just smug looking,

passing off as someone who was looking,

for a close friend, some one do die for,

one to have till the end, nothing mattered before,

until after, amongst the aftermath,

bitch how dare you laugh,

dont you see no one wants to hear you blab,

SO just grab the two flab,

you try and pass off as a lip,

i should just go ahead and rip out your hip,

you want some rum for the pain here take a sip,

now give me all the chew i want to take a fat dip,

whoops now you slipped,

on my banana peel,

now you tell me how it feels,

as you get stomped with my heals,

yes this shits for real, i need some more capital so i steal,

and use my steal, but not a gat, no i got no time management for that,

instead i smoke a bag thats so fat,

to wield an s-word, of these maybe youve heard,

but i ride into battle, with three on my saddle,

and four on my person, this shit is worsened,

by the minute, for this the point is moot,

nd now it is time to shoot, with this period i kick the boot.