[Verse 1: Trife] ...Blame Jeff I'm on my growth shit My "no-holds-barred" "No enemy left unscarred, when my gun leaves the holster" flow shit Ocean Ebb-ing like a wave, so I flow quick Tight, like daisy dukes around her thighs I got to rise still Like yeast Or resin smoke Or like that poem Maya wrote... I'm a beast, don't sleep Right now,...Learn More