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Im sipping liquor for the pain, pouring liquor for the slainNothing else can do the trick like hard liquor to the brainFall victim to the game, all this money we spentIn my mind trynna figure where these twenty G's wentMaybe I should slow it down, maybe take the pace slowSecond thought I think I need to speed it up and make moreTime to build, legoIn the Ville' laid low, counting days still waiting on that shit I prayed forAm I ungrateful? Want it all so quickFeel a vibrate-hold up, I gotta call, old bitchHow she get my new shit? I swear this city too smallType of chick wont take her shirt off cuz her tities too smallI can give a damn girl, lift up that pretty blue braNow Im in it deep, seeing just how pretty you areAnd that kitty go hardLord, Im up in that, got that type of kitty cat that make a nigga double backType of shit that make a nigga wanna fall in love with thatAt the door with a towel on and nothing under that, saying ?Welcome?I let these words flow out, like water from a spoutLike rain from the clouds, rush the pain from the crowdsCuz these words go deep, from my soul when I speakThen the flows hits the souls of all those that I reachIf I die before I wake, hope my songs live onWill they miss me when Im gone? And if so, for how long?So much shit is on my brain, try hard to maintainSongtexteSit and analyze my thought sometimes I wonder if Im saneMan, its hard to trust friends, when the paranoia blends with the marijuanaWonder would this high ever endSwear I never smoke again, yall niggas blow the weed, let me take another shot, Man this liquor is all I needJust to put me in the zone, so far away from homeNobody truly know me got me feeling so aloneThey wonder whats on my mind, whats lingering in my domeI tell em aint nothing wrong, I deal with it on my ownI deal with it on my own Aus Songtexte Mania