{Intro: Huey Freeman Quoting Kahlil Gibran}
“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self, so therefore
Trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility....Kahlil Gibran”
{Verse 1: Young Wise}
Let him speak
Know the pills got him
Know the blade got her
Gotta watch the throne
So stay in your plane pilot
Im the real deal
Holy feel
Holy shit
Holy mix
Holy trix
I really bet you n***as wish you knew me well
Wise been on some otha shit
Your girl treat me like Nintendo cartridges
Ain't no stopping this
Get ready for the awesomeness
Cuz wise been ready since super hero boxers kid
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
But don’t you think it’s kinda funny?
Im not talking Abed
I’ll take you to my bed
Fucked one girl
Heard number 2 is kinda lucky
Tiffany…?
I guess that make me chuckie
Call me cousin puppet
Cuz when I skeeter (skeet her), bitches luh me
Trinidad james, everything gold fool
Suck my dragon balls bitch, CALL ME GOKU!
There ain’t a chance
That’ll I’ll be chance the rapper
But maybe Gambino
Master Roshi be my master
Stuck behind tryina move a lil faster
Got caught up with the internet
Im fast lane’in past ya . IGH!

{Verse 2: Hard Mallory}
Soon To Come

{Verse 3. in development: YoungWise}
Call me chance, im rollin off that senzu
Majin buu’s coming, its straight to hell where they sent you
Yall mad, cuz im broly on you n***as
Lord bills with chop sticks is me with the pad and pencil
They be like why he reference DBZ
My flow so rich bitch, sweet 16’s
Wise mean, just like gangrene
Fuck a good neighbor, i ain't CP3