yea its ur boy son all up in tha booth stompin haters to tha ground come try and seek me i can be found in tha parish or tha joe so pussy ass bustas u ain't raw and i can't trust ya livin life to tha fullest got my dawgs on my shouldars its like everytime i spit i get colder and colder so i know u better hold up walkin up on me i will merk u knock ur ass down to tha motherfuckin shitter u see i don't care no more life after katrina got my head rite,but have other people head's fucked up and i be like damn i can't believe dis lettin a hurricane take ur mind away damn dawg i thought u was stronger den dat well i guess it is what it is so better believe dis ima live my life wit happy memories,cause dats all we got at tha end ya digs?
