A cat cried, never rap lies. Back at ya eyes, I kick that prize. Sat for the ride, a cat glide. I have to survive, pay back the bribe. Ready for when, no time for friends. This is the end, so don’t pretend. I smoke them, give me an offer. I’ll take ya daughter, it is a slaughter. I kick that light, stabbed with a knife. Bad when I write, goin phat tonight. Lust - love, its hard to tell. A far cell, barred and welled. A collaboration, like a sensation. This is my nation, no ecsclamation. Search and sought, I use my voice. Cocked glock, in a rolls royce.