Audio Note: Three

[Verse]
Blessings in the abundance, thousands in the hundreds
A million styles for these lame fuckers to run with
Glorifying junkie behaviour ain't nuttin' major
Strung out on the streets begging for pennies off of strangers
Gotta look at the incentives behind a favour
The 95 cents against the dollar that you slaved for
Already battled you all in my head before
"I keep it in my mind as a secret of mine"
Blah blah cringe, blah blah cringe
In twenty-four months, y’all be occupying the fringe
Yapping more smack than what you fit inside a syringe
A peasant's word, never heard in the mind of a king
The hype'll always die, the cream will always rise
I touched a couple lives on the race to my demise
And I ain't done yet, sun swept the land, then the sun set
Son sets the bar, but still my title is unsaid
What would I really change in receiving my respect?
Nights seated at my desk contemplating my mortality
I heed my own advice, lay somewhere nice
And live life like I been here twice, peace