Feelin time fly by for a dime, Wastin time inside, is a crime. Whats the purpose of life if theres no shine. Make the best outta everything, on the rocks, light lime. You know got something special, Got that good, you on a different level. Seeking gods help is a must, always stick to tryin, no cryin, just be the stepper, keep it pushin real good, salt and peppa. No matter the weather birds fly in a flock together, so remember that. Lifes a fucking cowboy and your the hat, Ride that shit whenever you can, wake up and take the stand. Be the one on demand, Yes I'm back, Staying on track, outta crack, with a brand new rack, feeling my pace during this race with a brand new face, floatin on air, graced with space, not a print to trace, this game chase, If you comin at me, dont forget that case, I prayed for gods grace and always had 4 on base, havin my back like braids outta my face. Coming up quick with my bag, not to stand and brag but my ass movin quick, like a fuckin dog wags. Make no mistakes, When I wake, Theres no breaks, Its mine for the take, Rakin in the cake like drake, Sittin on my fame, its a claim, You think its a skit, think im gone quit, while im sittin here spittin this hit, Its lit that grit, up under my ass that makes me really want to last. Rapin a verse on that juice, Seein that hearse and a noose, Could it get worse or what, I guess you could stick it in your butt, you could get loose, real recluse truce.