I'm smokin on a nicotine, Young white nigga had a dream, So I'm still plotting schemes, It's still me, music and my dreams. Let me proceed, I smoke weed in deed, In too deep with this reminiscing shit, Ain't nothing sweet just a melody, Music is my drug, music is my remedy. Steadily I approach the microphone Cause I ain't no joke, up in the smoke, Don't provoke a loc, respect ya dawg, The game been good to me, I am the hog Smog and smoke, open up a new blog, Talk that talk while I walk that walk, It ain't easy, sometimes I'm super busy, RIP to the competition, I'll let em die easy Young, wild and full of spirit of joy, I'm not Flava Flave I got my own toy I'm not Flava Flave but yeah boy, Now sit back, relax and just enjoy. I had dreams, triple beams, schemes, Memes, peaches and creams, Ain't nothing fair in this cold world And like pac said my phonie homie got a child by my own girl. Life will twist ya like a twister, be ready, Deadly combination is if you are heavy in the game, Big smoov dogg, y'all remember the name, The game been complicated, I'm still the same. Who am I to blame, we share the same air but we are not the same, The hood took me under like MC Eiht, After all the appreciate, they still full of hate. Just to review, still watching the world through my rearview, I shad so many tears and lost so many pears, It tears me apart, heaven ain't hard to find but what if I'm still deep behind!?