they call me 10-sack I'm hustling Junkie with demons on my back and they stacking all my money don't be f****** with our cash that would make you a dummy we pull the brains out of your nose to turn you into a mummy I'm casting hooks in your skull but there's no brain to pull out you taking a look inside of mind and you get a full house if I see the f****** cops I'm gunning them down I'm the meanest of them dogs thats why they threw in the pound you might see a crime scene but you won't hear sound if you ever heard my name you know I've been around I'm standing in my corner I'm standing in my state this is Okc for yuh but more like outer space