venomous, I twist a spliff with half a gram of crack cocaine in it / I sniff ephedrine granules ‘n’ snatch gold chains / criminologistic, listen as tha gun clips empty, currencies exchange, pay me pain thru Suburban window panes / swerve out tha way when semis spray, Aye Kays, 47 million ways of Death spread / Milo digs graves to free brains ‘n’ blows trees on quilted bedspreads / MCs wake up next to horse’s heads / you still ain’t got it yet? I keep my pockets fed with raps that stab accurate as javelins / I keep my blue eyes red / when I parole them hoes’ll look up at my triceps / don’t worry yo, Milo’s just your wifey’s friend…