Menace to Society

Getting to this money yeah

I'm counting all that cheddar cheese

Sparking up the blunt I'm Smoking gas the pack of enemies

Break into your house late in night like it's the seventies

Grinding getting discipline we breaking all the tendencies

Why my niggas getting shot they got no sense they dumb

We so quick to pull that trigger wit that first kill get you numb

I just wanna smoke on blunts until it's burning up my thumb

Know Jamaican In my blood so we drinking on the rum

Got me fighting at a pace like jordison is on the drums