sitting back i feel relax getting high so im feeling that i dont know exactly wat that is my eyes closed just a lil bit my mind slow but im always on go cause you know niggas wait to take your show nigga hatin fuck them bro guns aim and your in my scoop bang then i let them go bullets everywhere bullet in the air try to hide i smell the fear think im acting i dont care fuck you when shading tears kick you when im down i see you when drown wat you cant swim you should have never crossed them you exhaust them you be jack im the gaint so i squashed him gotta make it gotta get it gotta make it they always hatin same old thing the same old same sam i am but my name sam i get the ham i mean the bacon i have awaken they are mistaken my rhymes i write citation the blunt is rotation built myself foundation new jack city operation fuck the nation they always trying judge im in touch i never hold grudge movin on to some new shit but they never budge i wish this wasnt this is what it was