Matchin guns with my outfits
Bitch I’m really bout this
Death squad overdose boys
Bakob ain’t breathing
We grew up
Smokin weeed chiefing’
Harder shit like heroin
Came quick like a a forgotten errand
Now my boys parents are grieving
How could something so fun
Get so wicked
Fuck it
Pop seals like I’ll never commit drug addict
Treason
-XannieDanny













