This is a song about "Sage the gemini"

From the gutter to the roof

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

She wanna be grown

As the king upon the throne

Classic,colormatic marksman in combat!, said she was a gemini well i'm an alpha

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

The more battles the better the flows

Still i gotta sickening sight seared into my sage, no scholar

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news