I used to count my tears, before the scents of fear, lurked from the rear,
Then appeared, a mighty man standin, about 25 ft tall, yo I thought I had it all, tryna be a big shot with no *****,
Got my early call, I'm thinking was it, god tryna carry me home early,
Yo God, I ain't ready to leave my family, with many tears, flooding the streams,
Tilt over the lever beam, now every thing feels like a cling,
On my soul, tryna avoid the evil rings, leeched to hells sibling,
I'm dribbling, down the lane see the happiness exposed as a bless,
Just another test, in the day of the flesh,
Fresh steps, outside of east Texas,
Intellect gorgeous, largely floored so you cant ignore us, dangerous,
As bus a bus, suckaz laying calcus, but cant  confuse us, im too notorious,
B I to da double G, I see where I was full, now you holding the E why,
Walks like Eli, stay with a mental supply, of ammo, stretched ya vocals to a soprano, when I let go of the forty fours,
Point man like Babe Ruth, spitting the truth, I been connected, ever since I dug up the roots,
Captain loot, been shaming for the faming, I take aim and, as I'm laying,
In position ready to break the commission, hold ya head, it's a lyrical lynching,
Top player, never benching haters pitching, just listen, to the tunes of a goon,
Dont worry G, you'll be home soon,