This is a song about "Kicked off with sick thoughts"

Thoughts and feelings show, so slow with the release.

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

So fed up with my thoughts like they are a buffet

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Kicked everyones asses, now i can see with no glasses

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Sick coughs you got to burn me off like black ticks

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

My inner thoughts are sacred watch the words you speak with,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

I like my thoughts filled with lame

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

How they pull off that sick no explanations