Shelter

I throw hands sometimes just feel something

        I like drugs some times make me feel nothing

        Best move right around me or we start sunnin

        touch no hair on a head that’s my lil cousin

        I never fear day night cause they stay bluffin

        See a rope a round ya neck and it keeps tuggin

        Little dicks in they hand and they start rubbin

        Take shelter in the corn there’s a storm comin