Poop Snake

Somebody
attaching
12 to your life
Hey it ain't me
Its a rapper for every vacation
You can't rap 
Stop hating
Satan there is a God 
Hate me
Or Bless it all
For every son
There is 30 years
awaiting
From a Hater dawg
F yo partner 
You know the one only cop
Participating
I need 30 keys
So hn stop playing
Our daughters 
Cry silently 
Over these fb cases
Instead of 
Being
Jumping joy
Because everyone got over a hundred mill
The boss extermination
Seems not to work
We get the same dumb Sit
I told boss
Too to put your tiny head on a toothpick
But toll of it all 
Find your lines 
Stop studding on mine
Reach out an touch 
In two years
BYE
Sentenced an angered
So many times
The head lines Read
They will never grow
But the soul stays
Trapped within an flag pole
Mother's an sister's
We do not die entirely
That love you are the ones 
Who gave that love
Poverty brought some of us
Along way
Everytime
I lite a blunt
Bless to all criminals
And the laws that trap our children
No pain 
I fear no cry from beneath 
They arise to this heaven
An surround me
There is far storm coming
Pop the wine
Double bound
I get only the right
Off the ground
Hear this
Yeah
Chain talk