She made memories with someone I didn’t like, talked to me like I was another player from her dirty life, took the past to the grave said nobody could hurt me twice, she only said it so it would happen she was really flirting nice. She don’t need a man punk bitches in the serving line. Came back from prison looking better than your purse and dimes, just got back from Dallas I was on them Irving grinds. You mix coke with alcohol spitting at them worthy blinds, but you always go broke when it begins to hit them sturdy grinds. I paged your Mom told her all about her daughter, jump man like a cricket called him out like his own father, kick it with the beast Michael Myers looking for another slaughter, I do this shit solo so don’t come round don’t even bother. I packed a light just in case it gets dark but my switch is hotter, I made a case for 50 Bandz put my sniper on em city joggers. In the west I was a phantom never needed to settle the score but in the East I pulled up in a ghost and they gon ride wimme sum more. I don’t look over my shoulder every time I come out the store, looking back becomes restless no matter how many shell casings hit the floor. I’m not afraid to walk up, in and out the door. Patient when I come down who else gonna box in all these whores. It’s weird to be in a movement doing a lot and still get bored so I don’t do what you do I just leave shit completely ignored. Whatever you try to avoid only know there’s plenty more, I may got 5 fingers but I’m only holding up four. Riding with intelligence may have caught you floored, felt like a baby all over again snap that umbilical cord. The shooters on my end ready to run n gun with force, said you’d bring a knife to a gunfight but you and your crew gon pull up with baby swords. If it’s cold outside bring out the heater, we inside with felons and cheaters. Hungry but got no one to feed ya, can’t take pride if you can’t even eat hmm. It ain healthy if you down and you need it, put a sleeper on an ounce and a feelin. One night stand with a preacher and you think you’ve become a believer. Why can’t you be more like Grim? You suck souls but never reaper. Can’t harvest what you never had either, two gays don’t make em straight neither. Take a hint. I just called you out your gender, might as well be genderqueer. I honestly can’t tell if you’re man or woman of the year. I know you ain had enough because you can’t even get food up on your plate, will reverse roles one minute but can’t even choose what side you’ll be today. If it’s hard to be somebody but even harder to “come out” as you say, how come it’s so easy to put all that dick up in your face? I’ll stop with the gay jokes soon as you come catch this fade. I go green on a red light, the Opps can’t even catch a pace. I don’t even need gloves just so they can use evidence against my case. Can’t even watch yourself but see where your body lay. Just so you know this is a double homicide, boy and girl lying together in the same grave..
