My rhymes can kill your vibes I spit like noone can describe Your eyes they see me bright Now you gonns subscribe Oh, look at you Sitting here under a tree Watching grand pre You see Feel free Take two more pills Red and blue Take them both at the same time Like you did with you cash Used it for gas Lost all of your hope Put you in my scope Aim Shoot him real lame for fame They fucking drugged you and tamed. But they forgot about me I sneak up to their basement slots I take 2 silence shots To save you and that weed pot Now i feel real hot.