I'm from the real west side Chosen1 baller and I'm strapped with my 9 no space for haters I've got paper on my mind no time for snitches cuz I stay on that grind pay attention to these rhymes U can search but you won't find any kind of lead cuz its all confined better catch up cuz i see u still behind you.can drive a maserati but I'll still be hard to find don't be lame do you think this is a game searching for some fame in the process loose your name you might get jacked with the attention you attrack gotta be cautious because these druggies are wack watch your back or loose the jewels on your neck now we will see.if you can get your shit back dont flaunt riches cuz you know you that you lack not so mighty when you're not with the pack cause then you courageous your egos are contagious suppose to turn pages but they act like they're on stages like skinny little models on the beach with their bathers ain't got no time to play I'm with the movers and the shakers thug life Jesus rolls the dice and if you like don't take my advice you only live once but think about it twice if we treat life nice theres no need to emphasise or do we feel proud to bring tears to our mother's shedding our own blood and mutilating one another think about it take my hand be a brother or do we just go around killing each other the picture is grim but .we can do good things forget the politicians they all lying and looting all the poor people knees on the grounds politician's stacking private bank accounts dont believe me still have doubts the president got for 4million stacked in his couch