I gotta keep a small circle if ya run across me wrong shit gets hurtful smoking on that fire purple them eyes tight he wanna cuddle a bitch fertile ya I fuck with that herbal puff puff pass on ya ass im bout my cash bout to smash on the dash trying not to crash thinking bout the time u was here now ya gone and im shedding tears let me talk to ones thats in the pen I know it feel like its the end keep ya head up grind til the end judgement day calls those with sin dont let them folks tell ya u not worth it they want what cha got don't give a damn who got shot hold cha head down when ya walk the block try not to get caught up by dem cops Damn fucked around fucked around now ya owe me one been down with gettin money since a younin one if I want it I'll go get it just wanna a couple bands so when I walk around it feel like sand make it to the top get off the block there aint no love in streets it may come to a shock but look at the ones who rest in peace once was surrounded by chalk......