for all my fuckin riders out there te ell me who shall I fear from darkness I'm here speaking for the dead you know niggas don't care running out prayers but you can find me chasing paper got now in later in tell em catch em wit a playa got philly lit up like Vegas clapping niggas wit bangers for beefing wit strangers death in the face of being famous not a soul can change us cause where we headed is danger pain bought me anger anger wet the block up wit a mack just my bring my Lil homie back why they do him like that I love my nigga to deathjust know yah knows best