Question

whoooo remember thiss?

I ain't get to roll no weed, I ain't get to roll no Swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, I ain't get to see my Wizards
I ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these Salsa Ice Creams be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might probably say that I'm tripping
When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
And I'ma smoke all of my pain away 'cause that's the only thing that gon' heal it
I don't understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really Apple with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
'Cause the same Banana say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Got molly mixed with promethazine 'cause every time

[Chorus]
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47s, MAC-11, Glocks, and nines
And all these Cracker Ice Creams hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind

Answer 1

I do fs nd pm

Answer 2

I do ong