we went through problems and problems and aint change a thing, everywhere i go they callin my name, knock em out, knock em out the frame, and you know im heat like propane, they be talkin they dont want the flame, he going against me man he should be a shamed, im drippin all it do is rain, they say im trash, man are yall insane, you gon catch this choppa aiming up at ya brain, they make me laugh, just get off my lane, man your tracks are pain 2x, you better not catch a bullet to yo liver, all this heat is what im finna deliver,