Thirds Eye View intro
[Verse 1: Erk tha Jerk]
Drown my issues in my henn, I got issues with my friends
I was only making music didn't use it to fit in
I got cases I got kids, Lots of places I ain't been
Some nights I don't think I'll make it, guess it really all depends
If them police get behind me and they find that shit again
Fuck that hard time nigga ain't no winning in the pen
Ain't no kush, ain't no business, no tucking my daughters in
Ain't no reason I missed church Lord forgive me for my sins
That maintenance was getting crazy so I traded in my Benz
Just tell my cousin I'm sorry I kept fucking all her friends
I just got it bad for them hood girls, fucking over them good girls
Naw I never meant to break your heart I'd take it back if I could girl
I promise I'm just honest I just call it like I see it
I ain't got no fucking patience, I got way too many sneakers
I'm on the verge of winning but I'm so afraid of losing
I light 'em every other minute to balance out my confusion
Yeah they play my shit at home, but its way too many politics
Way too many counterfeit, niggas on they power trip
I am smoking good
Watch how loud it get, I'm medicated
I'm down for this, I'm dedicated
Middle fingers to the niggas that doubted it