This is a song about "Homeicide hartford"

Write something worth reading

Questioning the whole meaning

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

When did my problems get so deep?

And all the while i think of you

You were the friend that kept me true,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

A criminal grind mean hustle

He be the last true apostle

But got comma’s in my statement

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Live from the lamont's rose