got the money in my pocket, dollar bills in the rocket, got me feeling it's a fail, gonna go to the jail, nigga tells me they are fake, like the forks in a rake, gonna do wat they say, gonna rot in the jail. these niggas wanna fuck me, cause the don't care when they hurt me , i leave traces on the floor, so they get caught up with the cops, I'll be locked in the room, so they get caught up in the doom, I'll be chillin by the moon, you better get here real soon. these niggas wanna fuck me, but i don't think I give a fuck, i kill that lil bitch, they starb me into deep, that fellow in the inch, they starb him in the sleep, the crackers on the head, they lucky am still dead,