LIKWIT BUTTA

Nothing makes me want to duct tape a fucking beer keg to my torso and walk through airport terrorist security more than listening to the fucking likwit crew...talking alkaholiks, talking tash, j-ro, king tee, e-swift...i don't know how tash's latest album "blood, sweat and beers" past me by last fall, but i'm pounding that fucker back right now is all i know...more fucking relapses, more fucking problems...but at least this song provides a soundtrack that minimizes the post traumatic stress syndrome...grey out...