3 STARS

Shell shock ya whole body knock you out of bounds

Slugs hit ya larynx you won't even shout

You be welling in ya songs you ain't sold a pound

I know some shorties buying Os they be on the bound

I be avoiding all ya message's I be awake

I be sleeping through the day it's my own escape

If it's smoke then it's lit make him evaporate

I'm still living in the hood my sisters living straight

Since a baby boy my momma said that ima menace

Us to pray for me in church but I ain't never quit it