on my footsteps, hear the windows shutter/i'm that gutter/
the section 8 benefits end for the baby's mother/
what i have and what i had is nothin'/
pockets is hungry/ so get at me if ya got somethin'/
a free handout LP/
just might help me/
flows is mighty healthy/
but bars is in the sick bay, tied up is how they left me/

even if nobody reads/
fuck it, nobody grieves/
but i'm lockin' this shit down so nobody leaves/
unless you got some money/
about as much as i can fit in the beast's tummy/
i tip toe through the ear drums so you must have not heard nothin' from me/
simplistic 7th grade rhymes/
wit' suicidal thoughts sniffin' grade A lines/

sleepin' wit' lions/
and ex-girlfriends sleepin' around 'cause i'm lyin'/
on internet websites about how my album is hot and the labels are vyin'/
'cause i bullshit 'em into thinkin' that the people are buyin'/
just stopped typin', i think my brain cells are dyin'/