[intro – big O]
Mic check 1 2
Spit a glimpse of my life, and all these things I do
Ditch my crew just to 
Drink my brew
Ditch my crew
 just to hit my boo, dha [Buddha]
Miss back when I had a crew cut
Fo I grew up
Now I know too much
Sipping booze out a blue cup just to get by,
 why? wait, who what?

[Verse 1 - bigO]
Mid afternoon,


 half amused
Cup of crushed cubes near cashews and a pack of chew 
and
Some Absolut
, and, hash n shrooms
Got things that I have to do, but rather relax, eat snacks, kick back n snooze
And screw around, act a fool
Then, cruise the town passing through
All, extra loud blasting tunes
Life's, LUPEd around and past The Cool
Attitude all bruised all black and blue
And half Maroon, attached with Allen screws
And a tad of glue, a tat that I can't remove
The same excuse, my facts confused, but I have to choose
Between me and my vices
Or belief in a righteous
Life that's, full of bright lights or fight the dark night, to defeat this crisis
But, any way that I slice it, I’m still eating at prices
Above my means, I need to break free, from this leash, and besiege these tyrants!

[Hook x2 – Pierre Anthony]
This is that Rollin’ trees, smoking weed, sippin’ brew
By any means behind the scenes do what you need to do
You either chasing highs or staying clean, what it mean to you?
This life is short why your face so long?
Boy, all you need is truth

[Bridge]
All I need is, all I need is, All I need is, All I need is truth
All I need is, all I need is, all I need is, baby all I need is you
All you need is, all you need is, all you need is, all you need is truth
All you need is, all you need is, all you need is, baby all you need is you

[Verse 2 – Nappi Devi]
Truth is I’m schizophrenic
Truth is I don’t’ understand this
Life I hold
So this Patron sure do come in handy
Or maybe that’s my belief
Or maybe I’m another n***a tryna sleep
So count your seed
1 2 3 4 5 bullets hit, you down to see?
The lies they told us
You guys say so what?
You rather pour up
Shit I’m about to roll up
Smoke my weed getting high till the stress removed
A while ago I ain't have a clue
Till I found out all I need is truth
I’m seeing through your bullshit
Your full clip amusement
To thee, though its bullshit
So music is all a n***a need
Written violence with my pen n ink
Heard those sirens and now its silence do we n***as think
The words the preachers preach
Ears they haven’t reached
But when the evil speak
You put it on repeat
So God give me strength before it’s all over
I know the peace is on the way
I’m just a few steps closer, tribe

[Hook x2 – Pierre Anthony]
This is that Rollin’ trees, smoking weed, sippin’ brew
By any means behind the scenes do what you need to do
You either chasing highs or staying clean, what it mean to you?
This life is short why your face so long?
Boy, all you need is truth