What to do not to fear?, through hearsay, I hear it once and never give it street cred to replay, at ease, the ******* tend to leave.. forgive my posture, I don't see em all as b's, it's just the way it is, I'm hungry for the action if it's dwelling on me, they're full of **** if they were bold enough to tell it on me, so I'm suspicious of you faking to be vicious, I call it out through action if it's balling out your mouth, I know I'm at my best when the scent is on him.. easy enough but I don't smell it on him.. I don't have it but I wish that I could have a taste, not knowing if it's deadly to me, the responsibility with its power depends on common sense, not so common afterall since we're dying for it, trying for it so we're lying for it, the truth speaks for itself, help me to help you, don't ask me, it's street code, I'm laughing it off, what I don't know can't hurt me, immortal cause it hurts to ask, so I leave you dead in the streets putting mind over matter, you don't matter to me, so share my laughter, I don't matter to you, but yet we're safe never going there, it's brotherly love to leave it here; so we call it a rap and never act on fear.