Popping dreadful pills from my side,
Overwlem with my crew
I’ve got my stolen money, for my frozen appetiser
Smoking pot like Post Malone with my limited lighter
I’m hated and rated number one (ya ya ya) . . . period
In a respectful state of mind, when I see her blasted
That was not intended
I was rejected
I was neglected
I was unexpected
I wanna be elected number one until we have been infected with drugs everywhere
I’ve got my pistol steady on trigger . . . ready to be pulled . . . my bullet is about too
be disposed
Was arrested cause of my shit . . . your mama looks like grizzy
Now my life in unfolding and that was unexpected