That hard I body I play it hard buddy guns shots hard leaving em muddy pray I dont die in prison like my man gotti. who keep it hebrewist. whatever that political move on euthanasia be. niggas better hit me with nembutal before I get my ass hit in attica. namean. I was returning bottles today and MY LADY chino...(id know her name if she spoke english) she gave me a bunch of cig clips so i gave her the bottles. And as I've spoken of many times, ONLY ONE FUCKING INDIVIDUAL COULD HAVE ME GUILTY..my own mother. Otherwise, I guess my man ponchik gave me an innocent trip this morning...gave him few pulls again. bastard almost never shares yet leaves me tripping they never care that deep I'm dipping into my heart they tear hope they tipping left over my mind still smart drinks im sippin have cell phones beepin on the q17 whip know im creeping as far as trip acid trippin this morning know i stay greeting. that's that. ima go smoke, lady chino looked out for me with ALOT of cigarette clips today I'm overjoyed.