Pocket Full Of Fatcaps

Twelve was the age that set me off with the graff style.

while zapp bumping, gang banging was hype with the

Juvinile. graff grabbed my mind which led to expression and thought.

seventh and hill I used to bus kill with snap

And skill fake bus passes with all city access,

insides and outsides going up was a must. paying much dues from

The valle to los, one-times is on the sweat and they jacking for piece-books.

Pocket full of fatcaps!so whats up and where you at!

Tag-banging toys hit me up like what you write ese.

but Im not about beef just the burners and sketches. and

Respect is gained from the flavor of you phlexin.

not by capping a piece and dissing tags for attention. serious

World-wide aerosolic expression.

so focus the mind hit some surface and stop trippin.

Pocket full of fatcaps! so whats up and where you at!

Graffin up in l.a. you cant act stupid and play,

striking up in the wrong hood could mean your last day. most every

Set has a blovk and every block has a mad set. with sick evil fools who love to see blood-hit pavement. l.a. area

Hip-hop under threats of existing.

b-boy culture in violence peace as purpose is drifting. so tag-banger afraid to be a

Real gangster.

schooled get on some roots and get that mission together.

graffiti writer ghetto culture provider.

Facsist activist dont want me to exist.

propagated media hype.

stereo-type you try to make me look like the one

With the gat abd knife.

lies after lies classist racist and mythical.

but even suburbia child is down with ghetto

Cultural. fears got three strikes.

skate gets all the love I got.

under the influence of the hardcore that cant be

Stopped.