Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die
These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,
Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly
Like marines, forever "semper fi", when the temper's high,
These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,
Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die
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