i think i need a sip of that purple to numb my pain i be hurting inside my vision blury i cant see nothing but darkness and rain i think i need a meeting with tha green man and roll up a blunt smoke dat mary jane ya my mind feel like its trapped in a cage i have anger in my head sadness i have nothing but rage check my temperature im hot like hell check my gage ya so dont temp me cause i dont hold back cause i grip da trigger and im not letting go till the clip empty ya depression is in my head damn sometimes i think i come out better being dead fuck it got a reason to live get this money get this bread im finna change for my lord he my hero lord i got a cold heart cold like sub zero almighty god change my ways change my ego im finna snatch whats mine im taking shit like deebo i aint got time for these fake women these women today fucked up they aint sweet they sour like a lemon the only thing sweet is da money sweet like cinnamon ya i think i need a sip of that purple to numb my pain i be hurting inside my vision blury i cant see nothing but darkness and rain i think i need a meeting with the green man and roll a blunt smoke dat Mary jane ya money on my mind i married to it i run up the check like nike i just do it they know im a gee the way i stunt they already knew it if you talking bout fake shit i dont want to hear it if its not about the money you mightest well clear it