I ain't gonna lie, I'm stuck in my own thoughts, reminiscing of the days I was locked in a cage, I was pressuring these wannabee, they ain't gs, I got that crusher I ain't got shit to lose state pen ain't with that fed life, see me I don't front I make an example, test me best believe I'm coming to push that steel, like on the streets I bang with my 100 rounds, emptying every bullet, taking cases free my brother Jason Todd the God straight outta eagle butte, repping that big K7, ain't to many getting L,, most copping pleas,, pleading the 5th, fuck u mean we was straight naw u dead to me we ain't cool I don't fuck with busters, I heard u folded, gives up all the plugs say my name I can reach inside any yard get you put on life support, I send obituaries cause I ain't bitch made, you ain't real I sit with my brothers doing that real bid, while u doing tribal time, still crying for mommy, hit my league,