Voicemail

I know it's been a minute

Grab this soundbite to chew on

Dough and butter tucking in the oven bagging croutons

For a toast with the bread that we make and break

With the brethren never sever legends pen and pad no brakes

I'm on GO, teach my Suns with the pros

Joaquin Phoenix mindset, Devin Booker free throws

Pop a seal and splash my shot, I be golden like Klay

Got them hands like Cassius when I'm hittin' round three

Remember trapping off the lawn, cutting grass to make a flip with the potnas

You either mind your business or you lose ya fucking mind when they shot ya