Chilling With The Homies, And The Homegirls, Pull Another Beer Out From The Hotel So Fucking High I'm In My Own World, Can't Think Straight I Think I'm About To Hurl. Wake Up In The Morning Feeling Awfully, But Maybe Thats Just The Way That It Awta Be, I'm Drinkin Not Thinkin That Its Probably Possibly The Reason That, That Problem Hasn't Even Got To Me, Theres No Stoppin Me When I Feel Like Someone's Watchin Me. Let's Go Home, Smoke A Blunt At My Property Cause At The Party I Was Drunk And Poppin Ecstasy, This Is The Recipe, For knockin Niggas Definitely. I Make Money On Them Grinders Pull A Hemlock Hood, I'll Graduate Young Gangsta Feelin Misunderstood