You know them snakes, Todd.
They're them somatic focal point
bringing damage to your bubble.
I'm some brother from the east with a beak that we follow.
Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it.
I'm a son of a gun.
Compliments shouldn't be notable.
Man, every word I say should be a hip hop float.
Sick of bitches shaking ass.
Sick of talk about blunt.
Sick of a fat plant.
You know them snakes, Todd.
They're them somatic focal point bringing damage to your bubble.
I'm some brother from the east with a beak that we follow.
Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it.
I'll get down like brothers of clowns.
Jumped in from bullets.
Gun control moves through them both hands.
And my land is where you'll find me.
