Who has yet to discover the mystery vine,
A gluster filled paragram were the miracles lie..
yeah I'm a sinner but I try everyday I ain't ever gonna give in,
My hopes graced with a sharp fin paddling away toward thee mansion I hear there be many but hardly any asking rare fashion
dope blasting memories got I hitting this properly nothing in vein double check all these historical plains made up stains to harm insane corrupt our inner grain the only pain seem to sustain a narrow way its harsh but understand we kill fast! shine me dove thru every man a beast a grand jewel peice burning me hand! TREES relax no need to be caught up in the past understand just ask you shall receive rain falling down finally all it needed was a genuine mouthpeice indecisive when I speak far from weak clap me slowly onely only sent to free....
free all my O.Gs
B_LuDZ Vee