it's just a sad thing that cant change crack head loose change want a double cheeseburger bang bang man this dope like the dope game fresh out of hope Kelos of cocaine ain't shit for sale sniffing up the whole thing load up and go mayne thinking how you doubt me thinking who without me wonder is it better suicide letter but fuck that it ain't me I'd rather rob a couple steal a few high speed chase how fast am I going and after fucking a few baddies and my kilos down to grams do some more crazy shit out some life to the fullest mountain jump out with a parachute sounding like a dude trying to make the next cut brittain got talent america just a fake fountain if dicks from all the dudes yalll ride bitch ride em too like getty up who you like be yourself I'm homicide you ain't gonna hear about me yet but trust you gon know me we about that next left in the moment what's that own it I'm the fuckin crazy loco poet words mean more if you listen close know it hoe dick all you ever get throat hit dont trip we all know how life get