Six piece, had dinner with the French fries

Think I need a piece in the winter just to get by

Keep the peace on my block but this the west-side

Whip full of electronics in there, like Best Buy (skrrt)

Couldn′t see 'em in the centre of the rip tide

Music strange and BM got love for my Tech N9ne

Coming with my head down, leaving with my fist high

They don′t even know my name, don't notice when they b***h slide

To have the gun pointed at me, chest high

You get two hunid shots, you better let the rest fly

Or be a couple mother-fuckers out here, either less sly

Put the Kush in my blunt as I set the best high

It's been pushing for months, maybe years, by now

And when push turned to shove, hope I′m near my house

Prolly push daisies in a years time, that′s what they all say

And all I learned is how to love and how to love the wrong way