money on my mind, yeah I'm crazy by design, bout to blow up like i stepped on a mine, killins on my mind, sendin shivers down your spine, hollows in ya mind, now ya soul is mine, u cant see me u so blind, Felonys and crime, catch em all the time, been doin time, been doin fine, but im so tired of tryin, so im doin lines wit da baby cryin pack a baby 9 aint got no time me and slime lookin like some Heinz didnt see the signs i was blind aint no God when im the highest living in defiance you a sheep its science im the pilot im the flyest im so rightous is that hard for you to digest, if it is then just stay quiet before i start a Riot........before i start a Riot ruthless i dont care about your feelings hoe, you was on the go, met you on the pole, you know how it go, so i took you home, and i took ya phone, i dont trust no bitch, i just wanted dome, then to be alone, now she gotta kick, yeah the boy is sick, pockets unfit, and that gun fit, drum wit a hundred, make you feel hunted, haunted often Demons starting moshpits, aproach me with caution, beam gottem cautious, from layin in the coffin, thinkin bout his losses, now he feeling nautious, and im feelin lawless, not thinkin bout my concious, so lost cant find my compass, i just want you to bump this!