Shoot you on the front porch and knock you to the back yard.

I don’t make sense yadda yadaaaaa

I think about more than I forget, but I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat.

Pimpin' ain't dead 'cause I be the life line.

Haters can't see me, but them b-tches still looking for me.

I don't take nothin' from no one. I do what I wanna do. And I'm gonna do that until the day I die. And if I can't do that, then I'll just die.

Rain on my head, call that brainstorming.