im trying to figure who i am and where i stand in this thing called life i give praise to God for keepin me alive without him id never survived every fucked up situation i put myself in for every wrong i tried to right for all those sleepiness nights of trappin on da block blizzy loaded on my hip one for da opps Brooklyn bitch shit we even bustin at da cops now im down south so I gotta slow my fuckin pace up but im still bout my pesos tryin to get signed to a label for got a real life story my shit no fable all my cards face up not on no fraud shit catch frogs all day so if a bitch try to leap im a git her in her lima bean show bout that dramamean show em what dat gripper do hit u harder then the liquor do