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Swelled up and I am blue, purple from bruises Just a few couple several rusty screws loose No way in hell I'm letting you move thus What you mugs might consider think say fuses Heckling heads that though I'd slip stupid Snuggle up to my sound now as if I shot like cupid My lans, my people spit it up to soothe it Rearrange with the ruses that rose so ruthless Since I was little, I was tied to the music Ya should've gone in the first day you flew in Instead wasted years beating off and goofing Dropped out of high but remained a student Not one for great speeches but I think I'll say Unsown my mouth with words decayed Knees sore walk off the pain, poets die and poems stray No day at the beach hopefully Try not to slip in of the beast, 'til our next ride 'til we leave I need what I eat so i keep eating 'til I'm full Mean what I speak so I keep speaking til I'm through As I grew pursued brew, don't look at me rude dude You ain't never cruised in my shoes, my Clydes So don't act like you know what you ain't knew, my life Spit crack, live rap, while my boy weighed OZ's Coke? No weed low-key, I drank OE, 'til theres no left, only Thing got gold left's the tostones Pops cooked away the trouble of his day All the Oxy out his cupboard that I ate, vomit Step in the puddle that'd I make, and everything I'm busting is straight, truths Everything you publishing is fake Back to the Ox the pain up in my stomach that it gave Made me nauseous when i'd eat, vomit when I'd speak In school, it made me cautious when I'd sleep Dr. Degraff please don't call up my dad, tell him all the possible paths I could have took. I should have took, I would have took If I hadn't heard or, I wouldn't look At that certain song or that certain image When I was living in singular digits, now its double and it's trouble One nine son blind, by the rubble I am breakfast, lunch and dinner Be my saint I'll be your sinner You're too near not to hear as we ride Beat don't hurt your feelings, then what's the point, no point Came to you running, heard you starving, glad I heard your hunger