as I Start It Out standing in my Guarded House Looking for Parted Clouds
they looking retarded now my bar is down shining on tha Darkest Grounds
like living in this Semi Hell but Then I Dwell on creating A Tension
in tha End Lies Tell this Extends My Health thus not creating Attention
are Ya Sensing Tha Pent In Dimensions that Encompass Me In Comes Mystique
an Enigmatic Heated Status so rains a Repeated Magic cuz my Income Is Weak
I Still Try u won't see my Will Die tha clinton air force one I let tha Bills Fly
straight Buying Bud Hiding Cuz of what yur Implying Judge I smoke Till High
Funnel Funds just to Pummel Lungs I want to See Cash and that makes Me Last
tha Capitols Money but u can't live good cuz it's tha Capitols Money so I Relapse