rhymes are fond spot out to shine
drink a 40 to my head got to go to bed
walk a mile in your path do the math
as I see this world through these lenses
Tommy bed & butter

was ****** up had to do things in reverse
blown in pillows master for none
with a back pack of Estradim;
lolipop

in the end we both lost our girlfriend
Tommy with lasagna,
playing his guitar

if nothing changes then nothing chances...
rhymes like new wrap Eminem out on the soup in
leg crush late night *****
get your head crushed

got a nine in my head pull the trigger now where dead
call me shots a middle means a lot