VERSE 1: THERE'S A HIT ALONE THAT'S SHOWN TO BLOW [UNKNOWN] AND PRONE TO ROCK A PARTY [UNKNOWN] MANAGED TO REACH SHORTY ON THE THORNE MADE LIKE AL CAPONE
SCORED A BAG A SENSI, STACK IT ON A BONE IT'S WELL KNOWN TO BLOW BROTHERS 'TILL THEY'RE STONED LIFTED AND GIFTED, LET'S SEE HOW I LIVE SHIFTIN' MAD BRICKS [UNKNOWN]
NOTHING ELSE TO DO, LIFE WAS FULL OF NOTHING WENT BY TOUTE SUITE TO EARN MYSELF A DOLLAR, TRIED TO SELL SOME TRIPS TO NICKELZEN AND FAWNDA, I WOULDN'T TOUCH THAT [EXPLICTIVE], LEAVE ME WITH MY SKUNK, THE ONLY TRACKS I WANT IS HARDCORE BASS, THAT'S FUNK [UNKNOWN]'S JUST A ROCK, IT CAN TAKE A JUMP, AND WHEN I SHOOT MY SHOT, IT'S A .22 YA PUNK
CHORUS: [X2] I DON'T HAVE MUCH OF THIS LIFE, IT'S THE CESS THAT KEEPS ME FROM LOSING MY HEAD, IN THIS WORLD WHICH WE LIVE IN IN STRIFE, YOU GOT TO GIVE ME ONE MORE JAY JUST TO SETTLE MY STRESS
VERSE 2: [X2] ICE, CRACK, ANGEL, DUST AND PROZAC DON'T GET ME NICE LIKE BUCKET FULL OF CESS, MAC