Song title :
bout' around 60mg's in my system
I'm usually stayin' clean but tonight I didn't
Make mean rhymes you wish you was livin'
As dreams dangle in yo eye's but you don't get it
Forget it , I own the mic like Jay to the knicks
Ride up on yo as* at night like ****ing crips
We take all em in sight who wanna try to diss
By the ****ing night we appear like gitfts
Right from the bottom of yo nose
Damn right I drop it like my womans clothes
My style's marvelous so think about ya know
Wild and heartless I leave b****es owned
rl ****ed up backseat of an old car
I didn't try to she just made it happen..
Wonder why but it's clear with me she always laughin'
Fear me cause I got all the damn bread basket