Albatross around my neck except it's made of gold
If you expect trip kings, man, best to fold
I got Faith in Carlos but Samantha's done
Too much Artificial Light, man, I need some sun
I make a Dead Girl live, I make Goldberg spin
Enough cheese on the Mount to attract Vermin
I'm in my ten-K or my K-mart jeans
I'm at the taco stand eating Mercedes' beans
I got J-Strad, I got my girl Lem
Crowd packed out, Walls Rattling
Feb 1-2, man, 8 PM
No holds barred, verbal weapons
Fake, Lie, or Cheat, do what you need to do
To Black Sox the fight against Issue 2
It's a good day, yes, helicopter
Issue 1 in the alley because I went and I popped her