I'm running thru ya shit like it was the coming of apocalypse you better duck for cover cause when I'm coming blasting ya ass wit words from the past every 15mins I'm smoking a blunt of hash mixed with weed that gives me kinetic energy reliving all my memories friends turn to enemies they wanna see you make it but then you see the jealousy now I'm breathing heavily done caught 32 felonies I can't live thru the treachery done did my time sitting in the penitentiary everything is self explanatory sitting in the laboratory telling my life story picked up a charge of statatory hickory dickory doc times up time to punch the clock.. fill the Glock then empty the clip this real life shit out in Baltimore doing real life licks now I pray to the crucifix god forgive me for my sins must've been my evil twin cuz I can't see myself painting a gun at an innocent karma done caught me no coincidence