By Ma Dolo

Practicin patience had got me thinkin what I'm dreamin on

Two different places ma heart believed in but they sleepin on

I know who I trust so ain't no question who been sneakin on

Livin in lust I gotta watch for they speakin on

They wonder why I'm dolo

Grew fond of bein true it's on ma logo

Too much on ma back but still intact like Quasimodo

Yo two cents in the trash if I ain't askin what you know tho

I won't even attack but I can tell you what you don't know

Dollars been green but they had turned into a blue face

Half of me gone like I been burned call me 2-face

Solvin some problems I never learned so this a new place