I been feeling self destructive
Don't know what it is
Maybe it's the losses to these bitches
F*ck it I got all these sample flips
Keeping a young nigga going at it as it is
Going from rags to riches
Got the baddest jawns to scratch my itches
Could go on and on about reminiscing
But I'm too ahead of my time
That when I rhyme bout the past
I still leave niggas dead last
Pure heat out my mouth, nigga spit fuego, burn up your house without gas
I used to be trash
Now I spit a 16 and your girl show her ass
Normally on my logic shit spitting fast
But sometimes I gotta slide on these thoughts
Run my train of thought in your cot
Since you can't afford a bed
Got a California king
LA bitch sucking my dick and holding my pinky ring