Kickin back with the boys makin noise in the shack stayin ready and poised Just Slayin tracks Spitting facts Just throw hands,, keep ya toys in the back You don't wanna lose your freedom and I promise that's a fact Jails shit just Stay free and get lit There's enough bangin clips You don't have to be a part of the shit,, Just spit bars makin art it's lit and the haters can suck a dick theyre just jealous as shit they can't spit the fkn pricks,, it's like I shoot for the stars but I hit the moon I'm prayin to go far and I hope my times soon so rip tracks apart til I hit the tomb dreaming of rap since I left the womb who are you to assume I won't make it one day,, yo I've made bangers on shitty headphones ay no kidding around I pound beats till it sounds neat proud as sheet of what I do when I move on a beat crusin the streets movin loose if I creep,, running a muck not giving a fuck smoking up in the club taking nothin but dubs all the way up the way up-to the top and we ain't never guna stop till we're runnin the shop props to Pac n Biggie I just hope that they'd be fuuckin wimme the way I flow cos my heearts really in it when I'm lettin it blow ready to go