everyday I wake up its feeling a dream I kiss myself, wipe my ass , shyt is what it seems thank the man above , I gotta do that 1st same shyt different day time to put in work it's like I'm speeding n crashing am I just over lashing , head spinning, eyes rolling time is over passing I gotta slow it down , plenty to go around poppn mollys n perquisites bihh I'm on the prowl cause when u down n low they ain't fuckn witcha but when u up high they say they stuck witcha aint no bunk beds in the graveyard don't u understand don't chase a pet, chase your passion be your own man too busy watching the glory , u need to hear my story cause I been cookn n cleaning like dexta laboratory bitches comin n going they tryn to b my dee dee but they don't see the tru vision , kiss of death , evil eyes ,hard times man im outta breath