Double star wrapped in lotto paper Bottle kop is geprop wit a news paper Back stop wit some weed Dont forget about the seeds Black ontop pull it hot then you throw a cream. Shrinking Shrinking Shrinking Shrinking Double stick boss Shrinking Shrinking Shrinking Shrinking Trap and push boss Dollars and white pipes all night Chop you wit a panga no fight Its goodnight then im out of sight out of mind in the 9s if it aint dwight it aint right make your head take flight now you up all night lis a pill you scared of heights like a deer in headlights roadkill oom guy is no longer where they buy cos its a high risk that you might die drive by watch the bullets fly by one of them hits you in your eye now you falling like a ou who smoke tai guns smoking like its a braai and they serving chops someone call the cops laanlaagte had to be faster van rooyen seems to be the master locking up drug dealers when they come out they all pastors i dont have all of the answers but im always willing to learn running from the cops like caster avoid another jail term thats would be a disaster like life took a wrong turn searching for greener pastures look at all the bridges we burn starting a whole new chapter our faiths we reaffirm imaginations we recapture happiness today is what they yearn cos tomorrow might just be the rapture pearly gates or you burn my prayers were finally answered its finally my turn the crown is being transferred this meeting is adjourned