My life's  a mess, I must confess.
Under too much pressure, under too much stress,
I work too hard but my pay's too less.

I say 'wassup' to my homies, but really they're just 'fonies'
They drive  around like lonies
Want me to beat up their cronies.

I come home to my honey , first thing she says
''Where's my money?" I find it kinda funny,
She's just a ****** who's a dummy.

My night life what shall I say   - its just fun,
A beer, a shot, a brawl, a gun.
Get  em' down, make em' say "bye" to the sun -
Walk out silently - just like a nun...