I come straight from hell, Cell 23
I'ma call my guns jumpers, cause my bullets just leapin to 'em.
Murder shoots, I give your ass good seats
I'm blessed and I thank God for every day for everything that happens for me.
Four tears in my face and you ain't never heard me cry/ I'm richer than all y'all, I got a bank full of pride
I'm all about 'I'/ Give the rest of the vowels back