People asking me may he live i tell them hell no/
I'll get at June why cuz you lie (July) with sneak lines like shell toes/
A gust (August) the only way he wind(win) but not with that stale flow/
I can shoulder the punches cuz I'm on point with the arms like elbows/
I'll get at June why cuz you lie (July) with sneak lines like shell toes/
A gust (August) the only way he wind(win) but not with that stale flow/
I can shoulder the punches cuz I'm on point with the arms like elbows/