[Hook] [Verse 1] Last year i wrote you a letter up to the locker And you thought i'd be loving you, b**h shut the f** up Somewhat you think that sh**'s actually true Then you stupid bo! what now? i'm sorry But bo i wanna beat your face blue too! What can i do to get through the day without imagine us two! Man i lay waste to the lines that i live up to [Hook] [Verse 2] Call up my phone, ask what i'm doing Nothing just all alone in my little home Thinking about my next own And thinking about holding a microphone But i know that crap has flown I act as a maniac such as a psycho Maybe i'm just a egomaniac but as crazy i am I'm just a maestro puffing hydro Huffing alot when i run in the same damn cycle Roughing through bunch of songs and all of 'em be lame