Im tha kid widda real skillz, Tha man with a mask. Gimme a blunt wrap, You kno Imma pass. I smoke a dutchy so my boys dont have-ta werry I give em green init, you cant even hear ma-story. Take a hit letit go Dont be chiefen son- this be sum str8 up dro so imma need yo gun. when the smoke fill yo lungs it aino head high son, i get that bud cos in these streets you gotta push to run. uno... if you dont think i wrote this then google it and see if i ain lyin.