Rap

When they start talkin crazy thats when i know that they want some more

These voices, these voices, i hear them and when they talk i follow

Bottles on me long summer drinking never dropped the ball f*ck y'all thinkin

He's the moth**Fu*kin* problem ok you are a goon but whats a goon to a goblin

Still that same n*gga i just got a little older

Breath in Breath out

I’ll admit it, let me be hypothetic The day I find a woman I prolly be scared to share it

The old me is dead and gone

I've burned too many brain cells now to be worried 'bout my brain cells now

"Tired of running, tired of hunting My own kind but retiring nothing"

Now I do what I want

I got six jobs i don't get tired

"The real is back, the ville is back"