he want the smoke but he really dont want it choppa wit a skope make him move like tektonik u said that im broke but look whats in my pocket i got that talent so u know im gonna fawn it i am the leader you know they gon follow this is a song i dont end on a high note i call my self smart but im not that brite though i call my mom wrong but she proly right though i could do it easy do it wit my eyes closed nigga you a faget you fat just like jello dashing the digits my head in a hoodie life how it is my life how it should be.