Black hand, gloved like watersports in this tired cotton covered mattress
thoes whistle beats sing about low lows
and dro smoke is high school.
Pushin the pay play by play
rushin the day before it pay.
you see this blacktop
its paint and pebble
trebble is trouble
a wheel locks and skip to a stop.
the teace filled with salts
defining the faults of the pastimes devout.
and autosales lost
and moneycages broken and spilling out the departed
carnage and carrion
beeps and bombs
crashes and deadlines
dab 4 brudda.
dab 4.
