voices all in my head telling me go out get this bread choices I have alot of choices old school sport dorp top Porsch couldn't walk a mill in my shoe u wouldn't make it far had people who u doubt me Couldn't play the part had change of heart up cause of God moving soft, hard, Some day was kind hard seeing people use to be there feel like mirage one crib six garage can't believe I work dis hard winter,spring,summer,and fall ani't no way im falling off, alot of falling out, lot of em dem chasing clot trying to destroy me at every route ARP take u out Sheds blood sweat tires u don't kno whats dat about Fork in the road only had two choices bought her a lopie beg, She want a bunking, choiced 911 500 horses. Hit the clutch I be going top speed 95 jordan!, Make a wrong move and I'm scoring don'tI'm be death and ignore it all my gun import it,IN My City I'm important can't stop won't stop team full of young gunner, u will think I'm crazy ride with them right or wrong Schizophrenic ,paranoia, And Implosion doctor Diagnosis me smoke so much got me feeling Cametosis lopie boots walk on water think I'm mosses for dat bread I will make u toast rags to riches I thought u kno made paperiton when I'm gone left my daughter the one piece