This is a song about "You could have my old butch cause i don t fuck the same bitch"

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Blowing a bubble . you think you cool? i have a jet in the back. i fuck my

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Life goes on homiegone on, cause they passed awayniggas doin' life

I been in the zone like my whole life my new bitch your old wife

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Since i was killed by the don,

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I dont use the internet for my rhymes im old school always have an encyclopedia,

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the