[Intro: MIKE]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse: MIKE]
Bullet holes in my phone
And my dome, but that's from toking out the soul
This a note for every single verse I wrote
I keep it true and know the lessons will flow
Peasant in a bowl, but I'm president to most
I see my presence building stress inside your soul
My message is for growth
I'm stepping out of focus, pressure on my toes
It's better when we home, whenever you alone
You clever, you should know
I'm by your side 'til my thighs turn to bone
Look in the eyes, a surprise, turn to stone
My life been supplied, there's a prize to the poor
Double five on the floor
Trouble high but it's sly when the rise in the north
Time in the cold, but the fleece keep me warm
Christine on my arm
She like my moms, stay protecting me from harm
What a gwan? What's the problem with some strong?
Black boys just stay evading from the law
Where I'm going, yeah, I'm taking you along
At the top, that's where I'm saying you belong
Lot of water in my socks from taking snakes up out the farm
It's with a rake and not a charm
It's with a rake and not a charm
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