[Verse 1: Lil Half Cut] Well it's that Mac daddy, 'Lac swanging All these s**ers still portraiting Back at it, still an addict I got love for bad habits Riding low, sipping slow Mixing codeine with that dope Split it up with my kinfolk Grey 5-9, you know the code Riding down the 7th, make a left on Crescent, opposite of heaven No confessions or you end up missing Lil Half Cut got the Mac Oddy got the sack Yung Tyler Durden, introverted Born a burden yet they still worship [Verse 2: Jame$ $pleen] I got four lines in the cup, and that cup inside another cup Cream soda turned into red cream soda Hydrocodone liquid, made the f**ing doctor cough it up Now I'm leaned over, now my spleen's Yoda, green throw up I'ma fiend, so what? Life is but a f**ing dream, pour up Drive high when I drive by just to seem sober, b**h And if I seem sober it's because my f**ing spleen exploded And I keeled over Wheels rolling right off of the cliff and splashed into that river stream below us