(Intro)
I don't know no more, no
I don't know no more
Know know no more, no
I don't know no more, yeah
No I don't know no more, yeah

(First Verse)
So I been... thinking... bout my life ain't nobody understand
In this world which we demand see I need a couple grams
Let me get out of this planet everybody wanna vanish
If you... know that I got it you know that i never planned it
I done came up on the track everyone wanna vanish
But I'm writing, skin never Black but I gotta heal it
Everybody wanna hand it to ya real shit
But they still wanna hate for ya, but i just gotta shit
On the system hold up when you miss em
Ain't nobody understand it I ain't gonna diss him
Gotta come up out the bottom get it out your system
You don't understand this life and you feeling like the victim
Gotta get my rhymes tight even in the hindsight
I be looking out of line look at limelight, yeah
Got me thinking bout my past bout decisions
You don't understand the world that we live in
Goddamn think I made a difference to these people from the basement who know that we gotta get it
Everybody understand it in this world which we demand
See I just need these couple grams

(First Transition)
See it all in the light, and the view when they all for they life
I'm in the night with the realest shit alike, chilling out but I'm sipping on that pint

(Second Verse)
I gotta pour it up, got my lean
Got a soda and a fucking double cup
Bitches on my dick
You buss down n***as must not know what's up
I been on this shit for too long and you know that im growing & everybody hating but you gotta keep on showing....

(Chorus)
I'ont know no more
No I don't know no more
Know No more
I don't know, No I don't know
I don't know, No
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
Know No more, I don't know more

(Second Transition)
Yeah, Uhh
Ugh, Yeah!

(Third Verse/Outro)
It's like they understood the kid
Now he got it rapping everybody wanna hate but they don't understand the action
I been on the same road, thinking about my life & everybody wanna hate but really learning the right way
Everybody hate I'm living I'm out of my age
Out of my time out of my rhymes like fifty inside that's buckets!
You don't understand the trumpets I be playing enough and everybody wanna dump it