See,you ca n watch it un fold....some many road'z that claim to lead to gold/yet so many seldom produce any solidity,nothing firm,wit real root'z....alota talk wit no proof....alota pit fallz off the devil's roof,into some bullshit/we buy into the pitch and some where between A and zee,we buy shit,the reason why skip....over the road to whats new in whatever promotional offer they spitting at you/We all hustle man,but all hoe's,kick over a chunka profit to bigg brother....call it a cutt of the pie he claim you can git/whatever,just know that his come off the tip nigga...they slip a little ,raw bolivian real alligator sniff off the brick,to get em hooked,/then they gotta come back,it's simple shit....even though in the end you gitting blow up/paper thin promise's than twist in the wind,roll up a blunt and smoke to that my nigga....hope ya third eye sharp my nigga,hope you can dodge the slap alot quicker than the last generation of slaves that came before ya/now we in cali-fornia,in the field's,just ,we don't call it cotton ,now we calls em bills...we slumped over,just now it's for bigger wheelz ,food for the youngin's,a bigger strap,a better deal/a safer place on the map,the room to build/better odd'z on the dice when life is ill...A chance to win that case,git the appeal,wahtever jordan's is out,you know the drill....See in the mind they got us lame,nothimg to them/casualtie's is in the game...........

I like to see your re-flection....Entertwined with mine.....two completely different type of candle's,the Exact same flame of Mind....I don't mind if you are,...into slighty more aggressive method's,i'd still like too taste you,look like candy to me.....See I can see us,every part of your body blending with the linen is exquisite...See I can feel it,every one of your inhibition's disapeer like magic when i'm wit cha...Simular vision's of prion of flesh,a life sentence,no parole,if this is torture you can chain me to the wall,I dont Bend ,break,or budge,out of position when I love, it's Love...