They'll never take me alive, I'm getting high with my four five.
Now I"m labled as trouble maker, who can you blame smoking weed helped me take away the pain, so I'm hopeless.

My memories are of a corpse, mind full of sick thoughts, and I ain't goin back to court, so ♥♥♥♥ what you thought, I'm drinking Hennessy runnin' from my enemies. Theres so much pain.