Recipient(s): Kraut Utensil Sender: Toothpaste Location: Buffalo Base, New York system
Sup Lil' Spoon,
Ain’t gon’ lie, started readin’ this thinkin’ “damn, this man establishin’ dominance, respect,” then I get to the middle thinkin’ “damn, this from the kid getting’ it pushed in." Nobody got time for cake and handcuff boys, get this out my face. Then I got some second thoughts at the end cause I know plenty rats lookin’ to make a run at it. You wanna Gucci this, Louis that, I get it. I feel some typa way ‘bout the hustle, maybe nothin’ to lose lettin’ a young buck prove he hungry by puttin’ in work. But you step outta line, I’ma make sure you finally get good at them suicidal tendencies real quick, feel?
Aight Lil’ Spoon, come snoop ‘round them Badlands, Big Spoon from Sugarlan’ be waitin’ for you. Get me daddy Otto’s digits in case you ain’t workin’ out.