Packs an Rovers
**** corona
No chance our whole lives

I love when sticks hit my lips marijuana cigarettes I stay high

If it's not from covid I'm dead, locked away, or passed from natural reasons

The odds are no there
The odds have me dead
The odds have me homeless starved or locked in the penetentary

It's a gift and blessing I might defy God and fullfil my destiny

"This my Grammy
My Oscar
My Emmy
This my Nobel Prize
My cover of Forbes
My Medal of Honor"