It’s a gold day when colliding heavens with hell like the sound of muffled gun fire from the sky’s and smell of good with blood thirst mercury coming from sewer drains full of blood stains Me Johnny batts of Mission Bc where everyone wants to be and everyone that ain’t better back off before I show them where their gonna be I be double barrel sawed off looking for it’s next work day mail day no stoping me show lock stock with two smoking barrels cause everyone be out staying away from Kids play remember play with the big boys or you end up in wine barrels getting marked as Demario’s Italian leave Childs play to us who see it out Men don’t cry we bleed and stand for no more greed as I read the stocks And president can kiss my feet and fuck off I’m here standing two feet with a heart beat so stop ripping our president boxes votes off with fake votes and state promises of nothingness With your riches and our poor even poorer and stay poorer class because yachts and long talks about what docks to instal in the sun and how our skin from tanning is killing us or how rude a waiter was cause they didn’t tell us yogurt was free with breakfast you know people don’t know what they got till locked up looking at 20 to life imprisonment for guns and kidnapping I got 12 years total with parole on the side lines making sure I do it all like the beat stuck in my head as we be trying for that good life but we been baiting wether the real life is sailing due to change of seiner cause don’t mind if I do start fading into another time