On RV I’m fighting mad with a writing pad carry heat
That’s very sweet a tech nines correct minds on streets
Cats be fake and wrong make up strong excuses and still
Get shot the threat is hot don’t play with pot and drugs kill
Dodge cops they come in large flocks with handcuffs
Stand tough make busts can’t trust folks plans scuffed
Have to be quick, slick and stable like a picnic table stand
Firm, all fags are whack like small bags of crack they can
Fuck you up so I duck the corrupt, need my open space
Like a broken vase my life’s shattered and scattered to disgrace
Got a great habit I take tablets stay high as days fly by like
Birds in the sky it seem my heart sway like part of a playwright
But don’t act well life’s facts are hell even at Wal-Mart it
All start mean with the green damn machines bark legit
“Insert cash” and that hurts your ass