i don't know where we going too but i like the way the most God show and prove our trifling ways and the and s*** we do .... he(God) spitting venom with enough toxic to cause a nuclear winter pain brings sunshine and acid rain to the middle of December pound for pound when i touch ground im getting down for the mf get down throw12 round of these Roy Jones got something for a bitch nigga get wrong itsss onnnn with a hot chrome leave a hole in your back like the ozone im ready hold steady counting confetti toting machetes why not cut the fool with the tool where I dwell I do what I want to do fuck that walk a mile in my shoes live and die by my mf rules fall back watch the earth crack dead body on the streets from LA to Iraq smelling formaldehyde and the scent of death upon first contact this s*** ridiculous vicious contagious (pandemic) and adamant a global catastrophe yet and still we know its heaven sent i