i have seen life measured out in tiny bags of black ive seen life wieghd out to the hundredth of a gram thats a hunnid for the gram a hunnid uncle sams if u try to kick black its gunna kick u right back and we can place a bet once u feel the cold sweats that u will pray for death miss me with the meth u got yesterdas breath along with no teeth u are speaking to the chief leader pf mu tribe and i lead it with pride try ro run and hide from ur sadness and ur sorrow at least untill tomorrow i needa heart to borrow i left mine at home with moms cuz ima grown man supply and demand form a chain of command i need a hunnid ruber bands to wrap a hunnid stacks needa hunnid of those gats kuz i kno a couple rats and i gotta lay em down before they make a sound before i make my rounds im on every part of town with a bag a loud and now im higher then the clouds i can spot u in a crowd way from a distance if u kummin with that bitch shit dont even buy my bitch shit ur prime came and left im pretty sure u missed it sarcasam gets my bitch hit i dont like her attitude and the hoe needs to fix itp at a younge age