on a mind trip i slip into freddys world, forget the machetes and penny the clown i found the realistic things in my dreams but i gotta escape the horrors of fake pieces completing my puzzle i replace my nose with a muzzle anything in my way i shoot once or twice they may stand or crawl but now ur just a doll in my game i aim for the best and u just a guest to my lyrics be a critic but u cant its hard to understand a champ cuz u never was measure ur cup make sure u on the right level be a vessel not a special peasant live the present catch the drift not the depression read my lips it goes something like this... the filthy world of corona, masks everywhere, im a stona, who cares bout my bona, i just want my chichona, if u ask me wheres cassy i need my wife by side, rubberbands of money in my pocket i cant stop it. i dont need other honeys cuz i got my foundation this is my operation, im the boss to ur loss, im the strength to ur flaws, flex or floss, im down for the cause u fuck with my family and dawgs, your life will be filled with blooded gauze , dont matter to me im a g to the streets, mad respect without the deaths of innocence, its in my syllabus.