I'm a gun on the run and I'm hella never done hunting down others dreams just because it's fun but if the money is right, future not bright, strike em down like a bolt to a kite help, help, somebody assist the Mic is in flames from the magma I spit now now you young bucks here, don't claim to know rap if the greats you don't hear, just remember that fame will dissapear unless you helped are we clear. don't diddle dawdle toddle wrap your lips around a bottle then diss your momma it's unnecessary drama make a diarama so you can at least pass school before you're flipping burgers forever don't be a fool wipe off the drool baby face McGhee just know right now you hold the key will you succeed or leave it be?