I'm sick when I spit, drooling out my lower lip
Too legit to lay the smackdown, like the hammer so I quit
And went broke, who knew hoes would let go
I set a low bar, cuz I'm the higher rapper when I'm smoked
Toke 3 bowls of tight tree, heart cold like ice cream
I'm high beam, to your lower lighter type light see
I'm hype now, keep fingers away when I bite down
Slight sounds move like slugs I'm making moves right now
In life tho, it's more than music and to light dro
f**ing up your daily cycle, out for revenge like michael
Approach you for your life, 1, 2 for the snitches
3 maybe 4 give him nothing less than stitches
Told you i was sick from the start, rip out your heart for cooking up that dope with a narc
You being dope is like the weather gonna hail sand
All you do is deliver messages, you should of been a mail man