Don't you dare run from this, ain't no boogeyman I'm the man that you bouta call your man Yes I am, I know you my biggest fan here's a plan just get in my mini van Oh I'm sorry...I didn't mean to offend you Wrote a bar,thought about it yeah found somebody to present to Hell naw bitch Said"No" I just happen to resent you I might kill you and ferment you you used to be somebody that I vent to take it back to the old days No cap niggas lookin both ways Shootout in da hood black men dyin fuck it's like always Eat, sleep,fuck bitches I don't care we the ones dyin anyways This hard but the gang knows that we be waiting for the better days