Cause She Hold Me Down Every Time

Like A Sprained Ankle Boy I Aint Nothin To Play Wit

Take A Look At Yourself, The Mirror's Revealing. If Yeen Got It, Yeen Got It The Theory Is Brilliant.

The Game Got These Old Handprints On It, But Imma Be The One To Pour Cement On It.

Couple Of Artists Got Words For Me, That's Never Fun. They Say It's On When They See Me, That Day Don't Ever Come.

Trying To Convince Myself I've Found One. Making The Mistake I Never Learned From.