i busy marking bodies wit war wounds but i know my day is coming going to war soon nigga thinking life's a game like a cartoon got em swimming wit the fishes were my harpoon got your Baby mother bitchin it's to harsh form she say im cold blooded but my heart warm cause me killing babydaddy made it hard for em i can weather out the rain till the storm calm or i can stick it out and stay until the storm gone i Be caught up in the mix like we throwing bones one day im here next day im gone in a dif-fer-rent city with a dif-fer-rent phone cause im a dif-fer-rent nigga like a nigga been clone