watz up watz up put on sum sunscreen itz about to get hot like Moses in a red rover born n October now itz all ova Jesus will return and c whoz left here madskillz on tha Mic just like a dyke put up a gud fight no cap I'm a bit muscle mixed with fat fuk with me and get pimp slapd taste that pull a rabbit out a hat or take a nap like a sleeping lion on track awaken imagine that missiles red beamed no time to react women and children dieing with there bodiez not intact real soldiers dieing a matter a fact left to rot n a war zone habitat no one listenz to tha people or has there back itz straight wack God tell me y r we living to die I'm just getting high with my ride an die we going to fly up n tha sky like a bird I just want a get high standing up for wat u believe n isn't a crime this is wat ull realize n gud time as long as we got God we'll b fine but judgement will leave u redfined