[Vel 9] Laced up in chucks, 27 waist on her gut Mason jars to place her bud so when she blazes a blunt There's an abundant amount to place in her cup Tucks it in tight, licks at the lip, and raises it up This ain't for the love of money, this for the resurrection On this tobacco leaf, ain't from the factory All agricultural product rolled rapidly and manually Not of irregular behavior when I'm capturing casualties Who be asking to battle me, geez Did I f** up ya motion? substance suppressing act Now you dealing with emotion Appealing a motion on the most evident material noted I'm not here to judge you, I'm just the public official Appointed, wrote it... Now raise up ya joints, to b**hes who be heavy on the scale Ask for more raise in her points, like she recently got a raise In her coins, ain't f**ing with men so she erasing the boys Sort of like when she is playing The Voids Windbreaker honey stomping bunnies at the bus stop What's not to love about this soldier with the sun spot jonez Black Castle princess, surrounded by the wild animal type like the mid west Large cannibal fight in an instant, she starts their suicide With a syndrome in a mid sec, like a nicotine stick in they system Walking around lit for a minute, watching her hours click in her limit Deciding what pray she's gonna inflict in a second, sickening image Split interference, envious b**h trippin' and sh** Handling her business ain't ever been an issue and sh** She snatched the belly by the beast, she necked it ear to ear Then she said goodbye to niece..Peace, love Ain't nothin' against the deep slug in ya piece, dove Snipped you at yo' wings cus.. Ain't a reason...like a pryo lit them trees son And like some pyros lit them trees son Uh, yea..