Look, I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds I work on music in the day time And when I'm home, sometimes I break night That's ok, right? I'm not afraid I have a great life But I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds And make my way Through the state lines I know one day I will be paid fine And I'll change lives In many ways, just from great rhymes but sometimes, stuff like that ain't possible sitting on a round table going insane in my brain heating it up with the propain now you know what I'm saying I'm not very liked but for now I fight my own fight and sedate rymes but some people think I've gone completely insane witch is true because I burned a body with all the propain shout out the homies in the jail cell they did they crime now they doing the time but for right now they gonna rot Inna jail cell no disrespect love the homies.