Quick freestyle poem

[PapaJuice]

damn this shit is dope as fuck

nice work, everytime i read some shit n feel likes it a blessin rather than a chore is sum good work

heres some more dope lyrics ima drop (not mine)

Im riding low white walls on the caddy steel
Im high as the rocks all the way to Lattyville
Not far from fatha figures stop ask him how yah papi feel
Clean cut n drank keep the head nappy still
Guttaville, yeah we broke out here
Peel the road like blunts when u smoked out there
Imagine takin the stunt some place where niggas left you
Then they tried to test you, you made them all respect you
See, thats exactly where my people come from
The grind, the audience the slash and beans come from
We done walked through the stormy weather sleep with my gun
Theres a lot of math i dont wanna teach to my son
The hide of rocks, the stove and the beaker be one
See the simple mind will always have to pay a hard price
Where im from its cold, we keep the heater at night
jay aint the only one that had to live the hard knocked life
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