I pass a car with a star in it  I stare
 For a minute  but that's the limit
 Otherwise gas won't be the only thing
 I'm losin' money too...ooh wee! It's
 Tuesday  two days after the weekend
 Imagine if the weekend was a day for
 Weak minded men   anyway
 I re take my train of thought  I bought
 a fat sack and I'm happy cause I got nappy
 Soldiers in my crew  ya through  if
 You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm burnt
 I ran into my homie, yeah wassup?
 At least I thought he was, but then I caught
 the buzz that he was talkin behind my back
 From his girl, ain't that Earl? For
 Those who can't feel me, Earl means wack
 In fact, I had that problem a few times
 But I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme, then forget it
 Maybe I'll split it in half, or laugh like this...
 Ha ha ha... can u feel me?

 I faked the funk, and conversated without a doubt
 He was a chump, but with clout, I ended my route
 at the liquor store and I tried to
 buy a Guiness Stout, but I remembered it was nasty
 But fools drink it cause it's a hip-hop classy
 You can miss me with that trendy drink
 Cause they, all make your breath stink, plus
 death is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy
 they keep tellin me my identification is a lie
 Why would I, put my face on plastic and in the space
 where it says birthdate put "see owner"
 fool, I'm a teenage organ donor
 So I pick up my I.D. I ain't trippin - why?
 Cause I'm high, already, on life
 Once again - I'm riding
 I'm about to hit the eastside of Oakland
 I got my seat belt on so when the heat's felt
 From 5.0, I'll turn up the song and start
 Singing, "I wish police was a lease
 that was up" Can u feel me?

 Well it's gettin dark, but it's daylight savings time
 Clocks go back, but I stay focused and
 ahead cause I wanna be fat, can u feel me?
 If you rap I like to fully flex, I like to box
 I like breakin bullies necks
 I like collecting checks and collecting respect
 But I'm not there yet and until then I'll just sell dank - sacks
 20's, 10's, I'm drivin the weights to be
 prepared in case I meet my fate and I'm always
 thinking, "Where will I go when I die?
 Will I be underground like I am now
 or in the sky?" My man plan B is smilin
 cause he can feel me, wassup Jess