nah B My Moms Dead.. But shyt Tommrow thru sunday catch me on the southside and i BET My Young III nikkas Make yo Dumb Ass Fish Food. Go Google my Cousin Lil bytch Marvel thompson
catch me in orbit,....and look for me, fool.
lil sensitive ass stan spit ass bytch,....
you came in here precipitating shyt like you tough and still got emotional issues about your mom's.
i cuss mine's out and my parents have filed orders of protection to keep me from 500 feet of them.
lil nikka,..i don't give a fukk about your parents or mine.
you goof ass nikkaz think you so resourceful find me.
when you do,....i will be voodoo'd up....
ol' i need my friends bytch ass nikka........
stop trying to get stripes on other nikkaz and get ya own.
you a hitman, do what a hitman would do,...if you so tough.
oh,...and you false flag'n behind bd,..
silence and secrets you broke,.....
you know you outta order what happens if i bring what you on to your people's.
while you breaking law, too.
art barr