This is a song about "Boost"

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Lucifer's shooting ya, boost ya, ruthless, it grew just stupid,

Rap was created by the hated people, it was meant to boost ya,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Shit my rhymes are bad an upgrade is needed to boost this thread,

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Living like a recluse, proven to be insane, and boost,

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

#im #fucking #crazy, just let loose ape shit im #juiced #lambo #nitrous #boost

They say love saves the empty, the confused, the broken and the abused

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

That'd give you an addition, originality, and a boost to make you a legend//