even late ya can't hate check mate retrobate ya met yo fate Supreme Petrol Grade seize the mechanics of your existance and put the whole thing in retrograde introspect then played intellect been slayed and in effect ten fade to my one ya can't hold candles to napalm no way saan to try to die done know why you my son hold silence till I done like a jury tryna hang but you just hung
yo my bad... I dunno is blaksilence spat or not and I do know I'm mad late bet heres what i sent ric this morning.. respect.