[Lil Wayne] Hate is temporary Love is necessary I went from eating p**y to eating commissary Damn, I am the sickest, I need therapy You can buy the answers but you can't afford to question me First off I don't need you second guessing me Jail is like third base: I'm coming home eventually Still got shooters like hot tubs Man I'm anemic: still got blood I'm in my cell reading fan mail Wish I was in Amsterdam sipping Amstel Thinking bout all of that p**y I can't smell Man they did me wrong; I feel like Nelson Mandel' I shine too hard my lamp fell My name still ringing: Alexander Graham Bell I know you met damn, cause you know damn well That I still got you open, open like a clam shell Yeah, still fly on my hawk sh** My conversation stinks cause I talk sh** Stay in your lane you're on that double-park sh** We eating at the top, get a spoon and a forklift I got rap wrapped up like a gift I'd be sober if gift was a fifth I'm feeling like Elvis – jailhouse rock I'm not 2Pac, I'm the New Pac Behind bars but the bars don't stop recording over the phone I hope the call don't drop Drizzy got the ball and I know the ball won't drop And I pray none of my kids never wanna be cops Young Money get ‘em, Young Money got ‘em The boss got his feet up, vacation on an island Yeah and tell your girls send the kite up And even if you don't smoke motherf**er you gon' have to light up