sitting in the couch sipping forty hounts thinking abt lyf talking bout rhymes I found a gal on the streets she was my queen liked her so much but she was my reign couldn't get another 1 cauz I'm clean can't find another bitch cauz I am preen and mama told m go get another bitch cauz she ain't like our sisters in the ditch I remember dreaming bout how I lyk 2 be rich but couldn't get it cauz she was little bitch and thats when I realize lyf isn't fare it took away my family left m lyk a vanity grant m my fantasy I'll take u happily I'll reward u bravily shutdown my goals cauz I aint no mole put a lock on my fantasies thinking it was remises telling m I gotta please had my soul on the line when the devil took my mind thought how 2 get it back without a crime feeling loose in my rhymes then I thought it was karma teaching m lamas I sat down in my hoes house telling her my raps started drinking beers walking round the piers screamed out my hours then I thought I was goners blew up my crip with no relieves and I said my money was gone in the millers its all bout the Benjamin's with the skeletons mix my lyf with my mamas than books told on my fathers hid my game in the maze cauz I ain't blaze ran away from the hood with no mood blushed on my cousins said it was rape stopped talking due to mocking laughed at my chillers with my killers had my niggas in the back seat talking bout their lost meat I told them its all I need without a crime I got no pride lyf ain't fair