II

Sun up till the sun down
3 laps when they go round
Chest pain and novacain for the come down
Steal toes in the rain heard em come down
Blank face on the news hope moms ain't afraid of the kid
Nevermind what I did wanna call but she might call the law on the kid
For this allegory
A book full of tails in this tragic story
A 9 millimeter the pride man who was scorned by nigga with hand full xans Now he gone with a target on his back on a lamb
With a torch hanging on to last resorts fo he trapped
plenty blood on his hands