im the nicest, sick like a virus with a tounge like the midas touch
my handguns as my sidekicks but i dont invite them much
no need for the clutch my automatic causes enough static
so pass that dutch and watch me fade when i kick up the dust
picked up the wrong slut, smoked the wrong stuff now im stuck
a debt that i sweat, no more left so much to regret what the fuck
do i do, im on the run tried n true eyes wide lookin wired but im hella tired
i tried to spit my fire now my pants are on fire shoes hangin from phone wires
sold all my stuff, smoked my last dutch lost all my luck sidekicks wont follow
now im at a crossroads... do i bite the bullet or do i swallow
---doin what you wish you could do---