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some kids think they cool cuz they be smokin that dank
well i say you'd be cooler if you were smokin that crank
or injecting it like me right into the bloodstream
the illist motherfucka alive since the A-team
i gets that steam from the speed in my icecream
and why buy nice things when i can buy meth
a desire to get wired cant tell my right from my left
but i'll still be able to slice ya from ya chin to ya cleft
and i aint a failure just cause i live in a trailer
i got fat packs of crank that i'm planning to savor
so i try to hit up my boy john from up town
lost his job last year hes still on the rebound
i pimps out my pinto from nineteen ninety three
rockin spinners that really spin three sixty degrees
no matter how thrifty the keys the bitches agree
more meth is way better than a college degree
why the fuck spend thousands on bullshit tuition
when i can make my meth dreams come into fruition
i cooks that shit in the room i keeps my kids
the golden rule of my trailer is "don't open that lid"
my cooker burns hotter than the fire i spit
i like to stay up for days doing illogical shit
and i know that i reek but its that high that i seek
and you'll see how fly i am when i begin to tweak
my actions repetitive and beyond my control
but i likes it like that cause thats how meth-heads roll
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