Uh, I'm at the crib, chillin', sippin' lean
I ain't discussin' plants, but I want green
I swear I need someone to talk to
Fuck you Krabz, bitch its SooWoo
Yeah, I'm just sittin' back, enjoyin' life
I woke up in a Ferrari. You on ya bike?
Uh, all I know is, shawty a Dyke
I ain't never trippin', not even at a slight
 "I'm fly as a kite"
Is what B-32 be like
My n***as be Murkin'
Every hoe be Twerkin'
Some of em be Slurpin'
Fuck yo ho, I'm hidin' behind the Curtain
Yeah...... 

Interlude:
I'm really feeling this one. This the type of shit, that get me goin' ya know?

Verse 2
Look, everybody hatin'. I feel like Chris
Suicidal Moments, I feel like this
But I'm too alive, to end it all
Had no father growin' up, only mom saw me crawl
Yeah, Bow down to God. He's helped me much
Rap is a game now. Down, set, hut
Yeah..... I am just JJ
Shot out my girl, I love NeyNey
Haters, fuck what they say
I'm out... But, its Fresh Mula baby