Too much drama in my life
so many hearts in grief
hang round thugs ****** with  gold teeth
to the
true pimps players to hoes and foes
thats the way life goes
deep in the game
ensared no where to go but chase the dough
im bound to see a 44
glares of death ahead instead
 i chose wrong over right
envisioned a blurry sight
cuz everything is impaired mentality damage
and i'm still runnin' from the police
cuz they god mad beef and when the shots release
all ya see is frozen smiles
teardrops and closed casket **** *******
don't ask me why i  gotta vendetta?
with them crooked judicial game of officials
my baretta
i hold the closest
this is my last letter
cuz i feel like im dyin' tonight?
right? and if they blast me on sight
my body may put up a fight
but if i go im goin' out like an OG
R I P to Yosef along wit 2- p -a-c B-I-G