I day dream pretty women out in C I N C Y
I chase C.R.E.A.M.like I was only drivin saleen(z)
talk about failing,
Im so rich you can taste me...
fuck your reply,
here is my statement:
mind over maitenence
love over bank statements.
couchs,condos & shacks was what I was raised in,
a toast to all these days spent waitin..
...I can tell you what the buissness is,
better yet I can limit it...
I been countin divedends
spinnin them like synonyms
in and out of sentences
killen em relentless..
can you tell me what a good artist izzz..or better yet how you figure it...
I been getting grimey-ist
rhyming,with my timing split
impecably reenacting all these past poets rhetoriccc
flowin with the currents still..so much so it gives me chillllls
on and off coasts,like he must be a fuckin ghost...shout out to the souls with hearts full of smoke