Hot shit. I peeped it this morning.
Glad you liked it thanks for peeping repped
All around beats emceeing all top notch
New Music alert:
Boris Pasternak's poetry at the beginning:
February. Get ink, shed tears.
Write of it, sob your heart out, sing,
While torrential slush that roars
Burns in the blackness of the spring
Last edited by FeLo; 04-11-2014 at 02:05 AM.