I begin writing with a vicadin and lil fighting like myke tyson put my soul in the lyrics like a liason taking your bowl then i light it heating up the coils i wrap them around and drive without a license styling freewhylin losing myself to instrumentals going in and the mental dialin numbers that i wish id stop typing bitches aint shit they will take your life money aint shit if you got any saved ill take your life if you get in my way now the streets paved that doesnt mean this shit aint laced you dont know the half of it i count up the math then subtract some shit add up the values and find out i aint amount to shit it pisses me off so i keep typing ahit rewriting shit then my anger loses control then i start a fiht and shit fistfights, nightlife, fast life everynight its nothing but a bore i fuck a whore then drive off in acord hoping life wont be like this no more depressing keeps stressing me out