Fleet by Ngwato published on 2024-04-27T08:11:55Z Let the boy cook, niggaz pedestrian they just on-look I’m un-shook and unhinged flurry of fists I can’t flinch with a fat blunt and pride as my accomplice I’m locked in like convicts, conviction my addiction, this record of admission I’m submitting, all in hopes you get the vision, I know you think I’m trippin' but listen to this quickly...