Donnie pulled up body covered in black, He didn’t have a plan But had a gat and a mask, Tryna find a quick way To come up with some cash, Didn't toss the piece in the river Or clothes in the trash. He walked into the bank And said "hands in the air, Put the money in the bag Or I’m killin you my dear," Guard tried playing hero Donnie showed no fear, Took aim and shot the guard And watched him slump in his chair. He dipped out the back hopped in the truck that was waiting, Turned on the highway Not knowing his Karma was waiting, Weaving in and out of traffic He was pushin his luck, Till he was tossed from his seat From the tree that he struck. He could hear the pigs coming He saw the lights in the distance, Shot at the first car with his 9 But he missed it, Cutttin through some backyards Like a man on a mission, Thinking if only the guard At the bank would’ve listened. Surrounded by the man He knew he made a mistake, He thought of his wife and child And their smiling faces, He reached for the gun That he kept at his waist, Saw a flash and woke up and thought This is goin be a fucked up day