As I been livin' in Point Hope, just tryna roll a joint of the dope, looking for more hope, just called up my Bro Cree-J, 'cause this time it's my payday, we just went through the gateway to get away 'cause we just robbed a bank, my name is Frank the Dank built like a tank, glad I did not sink when I drank that stank ass booze, damn they came in twos, holy fuck I was on the news, I was running around without shoes, think I got the flu, 'cause this so Ill, I hope I don't fail, We was racing the cops, but Chris was being like a snail, he ended up going to jail, Then I went and bailed him out, then he said "iight I'm out" I ain't doing it for the clout or the fame just tryna work on my rap game, that dude over there looks kinda like a crane, J-K just looking for more words to say, tryna get big like EM or Dr.Dre, so get outta my way, I'm finished, this the Westside, yea the best side, Imma go ride