I got stress from my brain....and fucking scars from the game...cut in the head sliced and face...so now you feel the pain...walking through the fire...and I run through the rain... wanna take me out the game... we are not the same...I was big boy moving through the city dealing weight...I was bred for the hard times..where they pop and spark nine's...I got alittle light and I'm a shine it harder everytime.... look at me I'm doing fine them Texas killas on the line...front row seat to some real.g shit shit..I got a homie down the block that hide his baggies in a ditch.....but I just wanna make the music gangstas nodding to that shit.got a cousin lok a .pull a shotti on that bitch..catch a body on that bitch...huh no speaking jaun Gotti on that shit.....u got the clientel but u be sloppy with that shit...when I'm in my mode I'm crazy ..u can't stop me in this bitch..fucking punching jabs and takem like I'm Rocky in this bitch..I should slap my dad and flipem off he got me in this shit... bring it to my brother toon and he'll start Popp,in in this bitch...put it on the.tv. a week later be copying this shit..all bitches call me daddy..but I'm papi in this bitch..show me my opponent I'm moppem with his click...ask my cousin lok I told him they be jocking dick...I break so many hearts cuz they be flocking at me quickem so easy to fuckem but it's impossible to dickem. shout out to my brother gotem locked up in the system...had to go and rat so we done popped and we splitem...leave dat boy alone make he made it home for dinner....put that fucking crown up on my head cuz bitch I am the winner...be up in her hot intestants...beat the pussy chicken dinner..I be drinking in the summer...I be smoking in the winter...they say smoking fatties but they look like fucking pinner's..shout out to my enemies we frozem like a blizzard. im a beast about bout it probably rip out all of your fucking gizzards.... probably eat your fucking body then spit out all of your innards..but I'ma take his heart no telling mama that you injured...don't get close to me bc I seem a little slizzard....u look a little salty and you smell a little bitter...I be shitting pussies and I call it kitty litter...pull a trigger I'm asleep..you can ask the questions just don't ask questions to me fucking o-z pop eye fucking 314 let's go