Heard my homie just died so I'm puffing sticky Know these crackas on my ass, they could come and get me I was skipping every class, knew something was missing Ain't bout to beef with a brother, the whites want division Could do it if it's 'bout some bread, that's the one condition Fighting my demons, we had some dumb collisions Couldn't learn from my father 'cause he was stuck in prison Tryna heal, rolled a zip in just a couple sittings Middle of the night, I had to shed tears Handle it for self-pleas, fall on deaf ears Kumite with evils when they crept near I see the world in my hand with these red spheres Called that white boy inferior, this the role reversal See me on the street, know a nigga holding purple Manifesting my thoughts, you niggas go in circles Give a fuck about what you bought, we growing virtues Days when I thought my life was blown into the wind Shit felt insurmountable then I rose again Need more but a ounce will do, we making ends Saw you let the crackers council you, I'm here to break they hands Chiefing on a thousand spliffs, never passing out Fuck they talking 'bout, I need my shit in vast amounts Make a couple hundred thousand, put it in some stash accounts Mean stain on that white boy, I had to scan they house What, I had to scan the house Couple hundred thousand, put it in a stash account What they talking 'bout, I need my shit in vast amounts Chiefing on a thousand spliffs, never passing out