Mind racing, grind chasing, thinking bout thinking bout this time that ive been wasting, no replacing , so i blaze it patient ,
In this northern killafornia section of my pavement I done seen more shit then I could ever even begin to be explaining. Like fetti fiending and dreaming of creaming more then you could ever see men. Or what should we believe in a little girl who gets rapped and forced to call her son Jesus. But to me that seems like I would just be a little to blind to see then what's real and what ain't