From this high up, your big plans look like small things Could you please land my plane in New Orleans? I got the ref in my crib cause I'm balling My bitch cook every night but I rap like I'm starving
Eighth grade started playin' football Then I was like fuck the field Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out Nigga like Holyfield
Why do bad things happen to good people? Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil