POLLUTION

3 a.m in the mornin

Record distorted

I break a gram down to smile

Picture perfect now hold it

Let the day begin

Asked God

Who really want it

Let the day begin

Makin sure I get to see the morning

Sprung offa bed springs

Run from sirens

This how good as it get

Run from da police

Duck from da sirens

This how good as it gets

God tell me

Long as I'm home

My liver got Stockholm

Only friend and foe

Unless it's stale Pussy

That got some work on her

Dis bread will get that fish bone out your throat little ****

As I zone into the Bottom of da barrel

Of my homie gun and bottles

Swallow brown liquor

The TCH follow

Color me vibrant

Now the crowd scream my name

Like Kim Wayans from the balcony

**** It's a guarantee

From way in da pit to mezzanines

Imma leave all these bitches wylin

Leave yo calvary deceased when you step

You fuckin witta one man army

Flesh covered and nickel plated

Hell on earth

No don't keep the devil waitin

No matter what was God intentions

This how he made it

Imma cheap thrill ****

Damn right I fit the bill ****

Open reservation

Fuck you waitin for

Pop the cork like it's Gatsby

Fix me up with a Dutch

Ribbed rubbers

Pint of vodka

Dat taste just like acetone

The taco meat always showin

Mercutio wit da floral button-down open

Baptized in da city

Spittin image of my Pops

But his paper bitch ass was never in it

Turned up da volume

Covered da violence in mamas house

Laughing off his tragedies

A hoot

What a riot

Born half of the ****

That she can't stand to see

Piss stain teeth

Coated with nicotine

All you gon see is

Our parents

Compare sons

From haircuts

To handcuffs