OFF THE MOTHA FUCKIN DOME

when I wake up I hop in my sway cannot wait to get this cash constantly looking over my shoulder waiting to be stabbed in the back when the heater me rap n***** just laugh but I simply do not care imma go harder than I did last year maybe the storm is over then this will be my last tear yeah maybe this is my last sweet and last beer starting to think I need a up shift gear this is a song that is devoted to my peers