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...