My last 24 hours would be nothing but sweet/
I'd be fuckin, killin, and duckin, a expert in the street/
I'd get a pound of dro and face 15 blunts-fuck weed/
And get high ass hell and go on a killin spree, excerpt on the creep/
Any nigga in range, within point blank or 50 feet//
I takin em out, no questions asked/
If you rollin wit a nigga, no worrin bout a blunt gettin passed/
I'm going out like fuck the world its so corrupted, It figures it last, shit//
Fuckin bitches that I neva knew b-4, its gettin jrastic//
My last 24 hours is all in a days work you can have~it///