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