[Verse 1]

A bitch to describe what I live inside
Got to get prescribed to what gets me high
It gets me by
But I get mystified looking in the skies
Angels pointing right at me and god is telling em
This the guy
So here we go again start the cycle
Wake up, go to work
Get home and then spark what I rolled
I don't even know who I am but I know my archetypal
I'm with that hip hop shit
I got the bars Untitled
But I know there's some nillas that's non-believers
And killas that got some heat
And some chillas that got some reefer
And I know there's some pill heads who want some treatment
Young dillas who droppin' beats
So come nillas and rock with me cause we in it
Indulge in a beat for a minute
You writin' with pen and paper
I do it how Flinstone did it
Ya feel it?
Chisel and stone while I'm gettin' stoned
It's like
When I write my hands got minds of they own
I'm gone

[Verse 2]

And I was born in '95 when this rap shit
Would inhabit some spittas who'd really rap it
Know I'm talkin' Nas, and Big L they really had it
Got my eyes up on the game like nilla what really happened
I ain't saying that these nillas nowadays ain't got no talent
But they use it for the image and money and I ain't bout it
I just have this passion
This music keep me from passin'
And know I'm rollin' some dodi but yo we ain't gunna pass it
And it's fat it's like a quarter pound joint
And when I get up on the mic I slaughter the joint
They like "What happened to Daaryl he rap them wicked flames
Sharp as assassins attackin' with knives and hidden blades."
Ain't never missed a plane
Ain't never tripped on fame
I fell in love with hip hop cause I could depict my brain
Now I'm on my way to the top cause I got to witness change
This the only way that you got when you got to get it mayne


[Verse 3]

Let me jump right into something that y'all nillas never heard before
Y'all wanted music so I'll give y'all what you burning for
Stuck on the tree like a muthafuckin' herbivore
So if you on the streets we can meet and maybe do a score
And god you sent the jay man to show me to the light
The opposite of raybans when walking through the night
I'm talking to my mic
Cause I ain't never really had someone who cared enough to listen to the story of my life
But its cool
I'm chillin'
I'm fillin' up on this feelin'
I got the dodi from Dillon
The Kush a cushion foreal it's
Somethin' that's not new to me
The passed three years been cruel to me
So you can catch me chillin' in the corner sparkin' doobies G
I spit it brutally
Honest payin' homage to jay electronic on it
While flyin' high off that chronic
And we the newest I promise I got the hot shit
DurtSquad is up on a rocket
That's flyin' quick like a comet
I'm gone