Drivin in my car, lookin like a movie star, feelin so great, glad I had that V8. This life and the next, every moves a reflex, tryin to get by, but lifes so complex. Wanna tell you what’s really up, but I can’t, cuz you haven’t had ya re-up yet, simple as that. Yeah, I’m in this thing for life, it’s all in my body, gotcha goin Mach speed, like a Mozaradi.

I reach the spot, oh yeah its time to trot, got ya sayin “Oh God” cuz my flows so hot. Haha yeah, I never realized what it’s all about, in the ring, I’m Mike Tyson in a tittle bout, bout to knock you out, yeah straight loco, oh your cold?, well let me warm you with some hot cocoa.

The time has come for me to grow, time to show up, like a bomb in the middle east, I’m bout to blow up. So I guess what I’m tryin to say is poetry is my natural high, time to roll up an toke up, on Highway 35.

(7-8-10)