I pop shit n you ain't going do shit I pop shit and then fuck yo bitch we the real party boys yall can handle gettin this lit I can't parlay with you bums trust me you can't handle this I just lost 5 bros during these 5 barz. Yup, Time to heal and not feel again xan is the plan until you feel so sad about yourself that all of a sudden you're sitting there writing a letter..HOLY FUCK I'm Stan but wait, no Eminem? back to reality, big picture that bliss no lie my finger been ready to itch. gotta play it cool..um yeah me and the opps we don't mix got the text for my next assignment and I don't waste no time man no offense maam, Im sorry, but your son is a snitch - and killing is well, kind of my niche. I'll be at the funeral with my arm around you telling you, "if you only knew how much your son really was a bitch" bet ya own moms would've blicked ya wit the stick. Now she is crying out. I raised you better than this body laying in the street rain pouring down call that God's tears, but no fear because this was your story homie you didn't come correct, so we had to make you dissappear.