Kinda glad That I'm old Super glad That I made it To watch history Told Thru the eyes Of major I Owe Nobody no favors Man I'm just stacking my paper To get my aunts & uncles A couple furs & them gators Snap Let me throw a couple Lines on the track Slow this b**h down Then bring it back I'm Writing screen plays Shid You can act & Handing out Head shots Counter that Light some green man We Gon need A pound of that Light an incense Then gotta hit the Light switch Cause I been Grinding off this music All day and Bout the hit the night shift