honduran dark meat
rolled swisher breath in my speak
gas ya mommy ass in the palm as we creep stocky filthy
rare like an egyptian in the timbs,full beard
burnt down the past
heres mines this year
original uncloned known annonymous
low key quietly shoutin'fabulous oh how i
so i climb
crawled
tripped
fall and back nigga
act nigga like ya know
truth like calico to the chest
scribbled in a parked car in a lot to the left
a sun set settin'in through guzzle a brew
only ever lovin a few wasnt you
ayo weres m'mans the W

yo i been closer to death when no one was even after me
and done been laughing at fate and destiny
when hits are sent after me
knowing, this too shall pass or im a die but either way
my ghost key stylings, written into passages
two passages, life or death
murder or breath the choice remains mine
i pledge a grievance to this whole fucking mankind
and no I in tears
so i dont have no time to hear
all this jealous talking over the triple cut fade laying behind our ears
awaiting words from our fam its clear
the trilogy is on