Yeah, I'm sipping liquor for the pain,
pouring liquor for the slain
Nothing else can do the trick
like hard liquor to the brain
tryna figure where this twenty G's went
Maybe I should slow it down,
I think I need to speed it up and make more
still waiting on that shit I prayed for
Am I ungrateful? Want it all so quick
Type of chick won't take her shirt
off 'cause her titties too small
I could give a damn, girl,
lift up that pretty blue bra
seeing just how pretty you are
And that kitty go hard, Lord,
Got the type of kitty cat that make
Type of shit that make a nigga
wanna fall in love with that
At the door with a towel on
I let these words flow out
Like rain from the clouds,
rush the pain from the crowd
'Cause these words go deep
from my soul when I speak
Then the flows hit the souls
of all those that I reach
If I die 'fore I wake, hope my songs live on
Will they miss me when I'm gone and if so,
So much shit is on my brain,
Sit and analyze my thoughts,
at times I wonder if I'm sane
Man, it's hard to trust friends
With the marijuana, wonder,
"Will this high ever end?"
Swear I'll never smoke again,
y'all niggas blow the weed
Let me take another shot, man,
Just to put me in the zone,
They wonder what's on my mind,
what's lingerin' in my dome
I tell 'em ain't nothin' wrong,