saw dudes duckin when a mothafuckas runnin in home raids mothers kids shit hurt my soul had to face that shit cursed till its over and the memories of another life over lost some homies to the streets wont call no one when its beef go ask used to run T.O.P thats my city thats what i bleed use yo sense bitch my time aint free no sense no dollars so you need to watch ya speech the only lamguage that i know is something higher and unique i have to write it when i think or the trauma takes my memory then i lose my melody will i get a million. please let me feed my family ill be the man i have to be i know life cant be damage free if heavens sees im sorry but i have a need to be the best nothin less im sick i know but i need to get rich and this is just my way of making ends for now but soon my familys lit and theyll never fucking starve again and i dont need another friend thats it but im gonna catch a benz write a story that never ends the end so if you cant find me ill be sipping lonely bitch i get it in so you can go and tell em whatever they wanna hear ill be sittin chillin here smokin weed and drinking beer just stay away get outta here i might have a bottle here so please dont try to stop me dear i feel like i need to feel myself