Second week of june decided your weakness, fools
But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules
Now i move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Youre witnessing the 6th deadly venom
Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever
Then in 6th period, everyday i would always ask him about her
But i ain't get to see you today
Plant, grow, harvest from june to may
Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade
Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
I spit bars to 6th power like boron
By a crackhead named june
Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon
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