HOLD UP!!!! ain't taking no losses in the game, these haten ass niggas, dropping salt on my name, bitch ass lil boys, ion walked in the rain, stood in the flames, and I still overcame, the pain but they saying, ima studio gangsta, now I'm firing shot at the internet wanksters, real life, they facebook prankster, and if I had to beat that ass, somebody gone say thank yaaaa ! I look back, to see how far ion came, and if I go back to prison, it a be a damn shame, sliding in the streets, dealing with these lames, but to tell the truth, IM THE ONE 2 BLAME !!!! BUT HOLD UP !!!!! hhheeeeeyyyyy I ain't taking no losses in the game, these haten ass niggas, dropping salt on my name, I look back , to see how far ion came, if I go back to prison, it a be a damn shame, I got the streets covered like oil stains, but you a never see me coming, the way you switching up lanes, and I'm humbly still where I remain, im going out with my day ones, same way I came, and it don't matter that im alone in the rain, it's just God using the angel tears to cleanse pain, cause the world full of vampires, that's sucking my veins, 40 years down the road and a damn thing changed, ain't nothing new under the sun, unless it's man made, usually the nigga right by you be throwing the shade, cause you reminiscing about them days, you was chopping the blades, smoking big blunts and rocking low fades, girl booty so big-when she walk it wave, old niggas on porch- looking hollering out hey!!!