uncle rico

The Bible on the dashboard the liquor by my bed rest

The angel hiding behind my arm the devil in my head let's

Get to it gon get zooted gon get movin I get dressed

I do it ain't big Sean nor big on who you call the best

Thought I was past my prime I'm uncle Rico still throwing dimes

Was in my head still doin time a prison sentence but it birthed this rhyme

Needed some support but no one had shown up

Sho nuff if I'd blown up they'd be there supportin

Ask for somn I ain't givin nothin but they gave me this aura

A mastermind imma master my emotions took torture

To build the blocks up need no roster to finish constructin

My demise was on the verge heading toward Self destruction