ye when i was a kid i had a lotta problems lotta things i gotta fit in those columns every day i use to open up those bottles but a lotta them i cant follow lotta words comin out then they jus swallow poundin on my head gettin real hollow not jus me its my homies also lotta things they couldn't borrow really wish i could've won the lotto tryna get the charges off my bottom startin real fresh could've caught em all the bad people i faught em lotta fights but i start em lucky i wasnt back there pickin cotton all the acheivements i gotten by now they must be rotten cant go back its stoppin too much bodies be droppin world fallin its poppin lotta foos go car hoppin but im not that dumb i go shoppin jus gotta get back up on my feet and be the one toppin instead im the one doin the moppin