too true

That just how it go, toasted wheat's and old receipts

Rollin shit from overseas, we up all night, dont never sleep

oh the Part of my problem, should start thinking bout condoms

Got caught up in all of the stardom, yall find my face on a carton

Dont even trip about it, im the same as i was

Except my visions gettin blurry, lost the love for my cuzin

Dont even stress about it, No time for discussion

We all leanin toward the dollar bill cause in god we trustin

but damn,This shit is a bust and my verses been on the rust

Reminiscing back when ya depended on drugs

Hoe, Judgment its disgusting, ya give a fuck for a buck and

yup, Life is a bitch...but at least she still sucking

Dont mean to be interruptive to all yall fiendin and buggin

Where the pledge of Alliegence? that the world is corrupting

And shit there aint nothin comparing to when you clutchin

With ya mind on the money, and simply having enough

is always asking for much, a joke wit no punch

A juice punch for ya lunch?