I'd like to quote that i'm broke
But I carry some change
I don't provoke all these jokes
But they want all the fame
I can tell that they're lame
Im the same as I came
While they be sleeping
I still be dreaming of the game
Money means sh**
Until your over paid
Many ways to spit
Aslong the lyrics are laid
You can tell I got the will
I'm married to these things
Its a sk**, when I k**
No treason for the king
I'm in season althought these lyrics ain't
While I be breathing, my lyrics are faint
But still in my mind
Still one to two lines
I can't help the way I am
Or the way that I rhyme