tell me get down i go down outside is so cold now i be gettin home sick feeling like im chocked ive been going broke and i still find a way out pulling out my choper you know that i dont play X2 you know ima spray rounds keep the peace dont lay them down its 5 a.m. and im driving through home town i get mad when alone ive got a short fuse dont come at me with that shit substance abuse getting high oh my god ive lost my mind cant deal with the fact that i waste my time lord give me a sign help me write these rhymes cause i want to be the best of all time tell me get down i go down outside is so cold now i be gettin home sick feeling like im chocked ive been going broke and i still find a way out pulling out my choper you know that i dont play X2 one more time rip it up leave in the past terrible terrible feeling so bad cant stop wont stop we done broke up fuck it make love can we make up its to late to try to try to chase(love) my heart races aches up why do we gotta break up fuck bae i feel im in the slumps you build your walls up like trump call you a politician cause youve become so corrupt i wont let "sad" concure us unless that shit concurs us but until then in god i trust and guns i bust emotionless tell me get down i go down outside is so cold now i be gettin home sick feeling like im chocked ive been going broke and i still find a way out pulling out my choper you know that i dont play X1