Yo allow me to introduce myself dont rap about wealth or how im bad for your health though i aint fraid ta tell a nigga eat a dik come to my blok an spit some beef shit see who the first to get hit and da next ta run quik i make niggas shit brix and flash my 8 inch stik ta chiks aint got ta be slik ta get this dik liked hell it was in just 6th grade at a tender young age i spoke bout guages did things that can never be forgave moms never taught her son how to behave locked in a deep cave a victim of my unruly ways moms always told me thered be better days but that life never came to stay out wit da boyz at 3 inda mornin got my mind brain stormin bout kikin this kids doorin let tha gunshots start pourin it was that day that that shit started formin kiked the kids doorin went physho like norman we were just fourin hittin niggas watchen them floorin now at the age of sixteen still a little upstream lately been stressin over what my life means bout to move out nd start my own team start a whole new clique nd reign supreme collect cream nd tot the berettas wit beams
Reason for writing:
its a poem bout me ramblin on bout my experiences wit life and a lill intro in there too ill touch it up lata though
Birth sign: Gemini
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