there must be to this than flicken my wrist hustlin that gwap up quick, shit I've been deep in it ,cant quit, i ain't one to take shit for granite ain't one to run in a panic ain't one to deny that I feel transoceanic as if I ain't even from this planet I dont understand it I got questions damn it I need answers I demand it no more lies let's have a sit down cause cant stand it there must be more to this than flicken my wrist hustlin that gwap up quick this shit is making me sick Ive been getten it out the gutter no longer will i settle for burnt toast Instead iwant my bread both sides with butter it's my way one lane goin hard against the grain my life wasnt destined for ordinary and plane it was designed to be epic and great im hungry and there aint never enough on my plate so biting off more than i can chew is hard for me to comprehend or relate is fuck it I'll smile wile I suffer and still give it hell can you smell the sulfur