No matter what you do No matter what you say I can't see myself like somebody that dont skip skip this way I keep my kakies creased And my chucks laced up Lets take a toast to the struggle so n***as raise yours cups Ain't no motherf**er breathin on this earth like i do Come walk in my shoes and sit threw sh** that i done been threw Closed caskets, victums of the block Can't figure out most of the next lyrics will come back and repost soon!! -matt cyr