i dont miss missing the misses give her little kisses then get right back to the business at hand I do the same to my babies I hope that they understand id move the oceans for daughter my son the prince of the land that means its fuck all you niggas act like you dont understand remember shots to the liver so drunk i cant even stand remember nights in the rain woke up to police an ran remember walking to work now i pull up in a benz dont think ill ever go broke cuz i cant go back again i let my mind go crazy with just a pad an a pen plus i got ops always slidin so imma slide to the end i wear black ice cold as winter fly to the south for temp its like i sping into summer the way my season connect i put the peices to puzzle i put the k to Kinects its like i sping into summer the way my seasons connect i put the peices to puzzles i put the k to Kinects i spit flame like a bic im a dragon an my life is a flick cameras action we pull off get the whip hit the dash n n go go there ill steal base with yo bitch im a slida catch a case wit this stick for the riders do a show hit the sueffer or pilot n go go there now i throw money like a tic or tape parade went and bought a new Chevy and i whip it like a slave better than pen an teller the way i leave you amazed from turning nothing to something like magic got rid of aids look this aint no novel but niggas gon turn the page feeling like boosie barber the way i give out these fades an they say im the type o nigha turn warrants into a raid when really you the type o niggas turn arguments to a case so look id rather go to the studio than the party sit an work on new records instead of hittin the parties sit an work on new disses for when n***** get out of body cuz this is my life an death i aint tratin like a hobby