Kit Carruthers

Four nickel in the booth,
I ain't talkin bout a toll,
I might cook a little meal
While her man not home,
I done told the motherfucker
Not to call my home,
If you wanna handle business
Gotta call my other phone,
D'Wayne Wiggins,
Better watch yo tone,
Fuck a rack,
I gave the bitch a bone,
Speak ya truth,
They handin you a stone,
Anything to get you
Out ya zone,
Peep the snake behavior,
Kabuto
Elbow drop into his
Collar bone,
Bullet wound in the
east side,
But he died in the pacific
Timezone,
So where they finna place
The tombstone
Run with the Eagle like
Shady Mccoy,
He seein red like the
Virtual Boy,
But his bitch take the wood
Like the city of Troy,
Love for her brain,
Fuck with the charm,
Rick Allen, bitch,
You don't run with the arms,
My niggas ready to
Put you in harm,
First responders and
The fire alarms,
Why is you stallin like
Animal Farm,
If you need a bag,
Then you move on ya own,
Move in silence like
I'm Helen Keller,
Kinfolk tap ya pockets
Quicker than thieves,
Louis bag cause the
Armstrong,
Though regardless of the
Flex and flippin,
Couldn't figure out where we
Had gone wrong,
Inshallah up on the
Prison letters,
Every prison visit was a
Swan song,
Caught between the plight
Of all my brothers,
But my self sufficiency is
Headstrong,
Forsake the ghetto,
We dead wrong,
Question why i left a
Top school,
Coulda been a fuckin
Astrophysicist,
Goddamn,
Motherfucker i am,
Weight of the planet up in
My hands,
Shoot for my shawty
Like Kit Carruthers,
Ruffle all corruption in the
Badlands,
Hide in plain sight cause
They never notice our back
Breakin struggle like Batman