Open the taps emotions trickle to a flood/ Take a sickle to my soul energy drips without no blood/ Thoughts dictating,narrate as i ease my agony/ prophecy contradict their wish no wonder they be mad at me/ Casually i just laugh it off and stack the casualties/ it's world war beats pen and paper be the calvarymore

I just landed in the city uber driver be the plug/ Plans to get it in all i budgeted was drugs/ Booze booty breakfast hell 'a sloppy with the bacon/ Lubed and deep fried thats just how I love to take em/more

Dawg i had to get it anyway I saw possible/ Couldn't afford to be picky go and get it never optional/ Mayn I done made it through some nights i thought i'd never leave the hospital/ Why go back to these streets,man my moves are never logical/ more