my back against the wall in a proverbial prison of freedom in dreammming. The equivalent of currancy so I'm in a hurry on money im scheammmming. Won't stop even once i cover head expenses and all of my demons. To sum it I'm a turn up have a lil fun on the earth before it's my time to leave her. he my back against a wall ,naw ,not Mahal. 936 at the hip . Now what cha talking. bout,bat an eye lash pussy and it's lights out.(clap_clap) go head stunt out , im posed to show out,You and yo whole squad can get they ass knocked out, rite here rite now and that's without doubt.look dawg don't let cha ego get cha rub out cause you running mouth bout what chu aint really know bout take blood, sweat, tears, ta get street clout. those who make it in most time don't make it out. what chu know bout tha sawed off twelve gauge crashing house partys Boston Herald Front page im talking way back in the old days where fist fights evolved into gun play. what set tha tone for what cha have here today.