This is a song about "Ubhs is the ting"

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

My smile is the sun, but my brain is the rain.

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/

Cuz ignorance is bliss

To remain the bitch she is,

To the miners, cus mine is

So i gotta spit to this

Owning the rest is too cliche, rolling the best is new leeway

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

The key is the only way

Hit it or four play

She gon get the mils for this

Lower than the lames is

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

The facts is that thought is the best with the rhymes