"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Wounds drip blood signaling your rise from the ashes. Breaking off a mold upheld by the Masses. Because, It's time for me to eat while I stack bread without whining for a match and, A blunt wrap full of MJ as I rather ball on a stage and keep rappin'... Ever wondered, When is it... Continue Reading →
If I'm a piece of shit in your eyes, Then I must be the piece gathered on the tissue you use to wipe. Most men and women end their nights with a vice. Yet, I'm still looked down upon because I'm blunt and choose to get high? Being with anyone has come at a price,... Continue Reading →
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