Follow for follow that’s IG .

Well I’m the Gee I don’t follow .

In my hood there are hoodlums .

There are streetlights with no lights .

Blazing gun shots , cricket lights

Fire ,freeze there’s no ice .

You move you don’t , you pay the price .

You mean you nice .

We don’t care ,we shoot the shot if you dare .

Next thing you know you will be dead .

To tell the truth it’s no longer scary .

We never healed we say we did .

We bottled up , bottle up.

Drinking till we hit the ground .

Drowning on the sorrows , don’t be sorry that made us .

Fuck therapy we sip syrupy .

Smelling X burning Jane .

Been hella numb anything that gives me life .

Don’t judge my life .

Still studying this life thing .

Ain’t no lecture just self study .

Ain’t nobody even buddies ‘ cannot help at this state .