the life is hard but, times are harder... I can't sleep with these thoughts of tomorrow... i feel unappreciated,shit got me frustrated... drugs, violence and death is in our faces... it's the wrong energy,a friend that's an enemy... I feel wicked like I can't be friendly... it's no love here, I feel all twisted... my bro be like ,let your skills be your ticket... but I'm holding,loading,and exposing bitches... hollowps' and wadcutters put holes in snitches... it's been a minute since I've heard shells drop... your body be like drip drop if I click and pop... plus my hands are stupid, get punched toothless... when it's wartime, my actions are ruthless... if u see that black suit, mask and gloves... I'll be that "valet" that park cars and thugs... more than you bargained for,who hard like me?... the bars and scars you see is the rebel in me... and the darkside,it be the "Devil" in me... chameleon,I be right next to your hitter... I bring it to big dogs and the pups in the litter... It's"ABG", in any city ,I get busy... I be on that petty shit but, other times I'm picky... It's like no love making, just give me a quickie!... I'm shifty,the bars are special deliveries.. no forces harm me,they just let me down... if you're not right,you're to the left of me now... i hold microphones like arm in a sling... these bars surround you like ropes in a ring...