yeah boy look at me. coming at your dome like a 223. 253 is where I be. stacking that bread like a bakery. I'm high as fuck baby like a pharmacy. you and me cant you see . pop a pill snort a line take a hit now I'm flying . baby keep trying. stop lying no more crying . spitting these bars just to pass time . baby hold my gun im on the run is this fun rolling to the beat of my own drum. em I going to make it I don't wanna take it maybe gonna fuck it up what's my luck keep your chin up it'll work out come with me