With everything happening today, You dont know whether you're coming or going, But you think that you're on your way, Life lined up on the mirror dont blow it.
I do not consider myself a literal genius.
Real gs move in silence like lasagna.
What goes around comes around like a hool-a-hoop.
I am my city. Nobody from my city wants to hear about my city.
The future is born, put the past in a casket