fuck the whole industry none of yall are shit to me sold your soul to the plug for a watch n fake love while me i roll them bodies up inside them pursian rugs lick the ends light it up I'm awake running through these woods laughing like a maniac you just broadcast your life and wait on the next pack who the fuck is wack who should step back turn this shit down you'll have to take the block out see im dug in yeah I got a bunker close quarter combat knife in your ribs sucker and when I walk the streets yeah I'm still packing second amendment not afraid to stick this bitch inside your back then