Hoping They Bury Me With Ammunition, Weed,

Expose Foes Wit My Hocus Pocus Flows, They Froze Now Suckas Idolize My Chosen Blows

Driving By My Ambitions, Desire Higher Positions, To See Eternally And My Mission, To Be More Than Just A Rap Musician.

Death Or Success Is What I Quest, Cause I'm Fearless.

They Have Money For War But Can't Feed The Poor.

When My Mama Asks Me Will I Ever Change, I Tell Her Yeah... But It's Clear I Will Always Be The Same Until The End Of Time.