First things first rest in peace Saint Duboz
And fuck the police man I can't stand you hoes
Better keep that six feet
You can't stand too close and when we're sitting six deep
Before the grand plans exposed
You can't plan for shit like this
Watch it while I work out with my wrist
To memorize the verse like this my shit, shit
And pardon me, I don't give a fuck if I vexed you
And as I'm writing this shit my grandma dying in the next room
If I could see the same shit I'd probably get in the bedroom
Letting vodka be my change livs
Always one to try to do what I can through the lane switch
Crazy how it takes a dollar just to change
A doctor with the patients
Brought the innovation
Gamble with my left hand
Watching in amazement, I shave it like the wetlands
I'm in the basement
Trynna face a lave and a headband
Probably take the place of my best man
You should see my face when the checks land
Take a doing to the face while if you up just in case
If this is a movement you in place you a yes man
Shit I might be mixed who am I to say
I'm managing my sweat glands
Taking more shit than a bad plan
Keep a nine in my right, 4-5 in my left hand
Blacked out like a reverend
Pass out then they leave me gassed out I'm a dead man