werd, niggaz ev'ry where be all up in the struggle n shiz, try'n to stack they paperz

yo, but cheggit, them dawgz, what's all about tha scrilla..

they ain't even know what time it is, sayin?

I be all payin this bitch ass baby's mama $1020 a monf in child support n shit.. but fuck all that.. hope the whore chokes on a cheezberger she buys wiff mine income.. yo it ain't take no $1020 a monf to raise no shorty, sayin?

so I'm all out on the street n shiz..

lost my house.. wife's 8 monfs pregnant..

but fuggit, y'know?

peep dis:

material

that shit's illusion

and all things are transitory

werdamouf

if you accept any other precept

then you just ain't know'n

my homie ian laid it down straight like dis:

"when we have nothing left to lose
they will have nothing left to use

we owe you nothing
you have no control

we owe you nothing
you are not what you own"

damn, that shit's still on point..

feel'n it

much [one] love

-a/d