Too many pills got my head spinnin',
Two bottles got me walking the street sinnin',
Don't step up unless you wanna hit the floor,
I'll smash you up and throw you into a door,
I'll leave you waking up sore from a magnum 44,
Cause I'm crazy and rotten to the core,
I've walked around the streets at night,
Seen kids get smashed up in fights,
Seen 12 year olds walk around as high a kite,
Been around mdma, pingers and acid,
All these guys actin' hard but they just flacid,
20 year olds actin' up around teens,
30 year olds who are weed fiends,
40 year olds gettin' ice by any means,
50 year olds throwing punchs and making scenes,
People hitting the pipe then taking a life,
Nothing but business when handling a knife,
When its in my hand I may as well be death graspin' the scythe,
It's justified if you messin' with my crew,
If we fight its a 1, 2 and smash your head into the curb with my shoe,