If you'll excuse me while IUnder the breast wound lineI could see right by my sideShawty said that she know how to rideSo I took a trip to the east sideIn the back seat smokin' on boothBreath smoke like a thot in woodPull up in the morning lightAll I see is dollar signsMy name is just like a bookTurn around and said I'm oldIt's been a long long nightMade me find a place to resideCame back from the southwest sideTurns out shawty didn't wanna rideCame home to a dark sunriseIs the blood that filled my eyesHidden within each of us is not only the capacity to love and hateBut to take that final stepTo be, not only a creatorBut a destroyerA mad, unreasoning killerI've been working hard for the bankI got all these troublesCan you stop I'm trying to thankI got all these hoesThey in groupies by the grottoI just copped a jackSo they think I won the lottoI was thinking maybe that it's just too late to dieNow I saw those bodiesAnd whoever mutilated themI had spent all of my check on a flightJust to find that you didn't have your mind right