Castle

I don’t gotta please everybody I meet
Ill be on the street, prolly me and rob Skeetz
Nothing but the wind that spinning through me
Cause we be in the breeze…
I came through with the weed and booze
She said where the LSD and shrooms
Speed will do
I need a fara faucet
Not a Sarah Sharma, to embarrasses my mama
Who’s mans
I dono the new dance
But I could take shots
And ill be stage ready whenever I face god
Who stays calm when the butane bombs will melt cities
Gt a bottle and wallow in self pity
Left arm got a littl left in em
Andy Pettit get em through to next inning
I was on beacon
Self seakin, dirty pissin
Hedonistic
Throwing fits in a fight
Two tons in a tone Eights bits in a bite