coast is clear holster 9millimetre in the rear view mirror my breathers fear the facts we aint been straped since naps and yall fell for cap like ophelia done gone crazy or im mentally superior but my hood still colder than the streets of amerikka six feet deep in snow we was amatuers light bulbs crack and sold all our cameras this is a state of madness and our parents have had nothing half bad to do with gods plan play it back and understand there can be none none posses it anyway beg for blessings every day every daddy round the block was bound to play up and runaway coz these players cant play the game but fuck it yall coz im the same and in no way could I say ive ever felt so ashamed but for all ive atoned ive always known that the blame will always fall where blame is vacant see I can speak some real shit despite all of this fake shit I aint dreaming dog imma fucking make it when leafs fall ill rake em bag em up and turn it into paper fuck it my bad for what I am about to attempt so if it all goes south come and help ya nigga out bail me out pull up with cash in the coup then inhale a pouch you put me on a pedestal sieg hiel me now yall can count the money pass while im handing it out dont be standing upfront, unless ye running ya mouth