And Now I'm Like A Major Threat,

Rollin Wit A Posse Full Of Paranoid Drugdealaz!

I Thought I Had Friends But In The End N*iggaz Dies Lonely.

Yo Get A Real Job. Rappin Doesn't Pay The Rent, I Hate The Studio Cause That's Where All My Money Went.

Can't Nobody Touch Me Right Now. Maybe Next Month All Of This Will Be Over. But This Month I'm Takin' Every Movin' Target Out.

I Put The Pistol By My Head, And Say A Prayer. I See Visions Of Me Dead, Lord Are You There?