| I gotta have it like a crazy lady, I’ve been a addict since the late 80's | 
| I got the soul of a crack baby | 
| I get material thangs, if the imperial came | 
| I would hang like the chain on your neck mayne | 
| You see the pieces of a broken man | 
| They say that I can fix a broken jam, shit whateva | 
| I like the feelious part, you see the serious part | 
| Peep it closer you see pieces of my broken heart | 
| Caught in the verse and I embraced it Mentally and physically it’s somethin like a face lift | 
| Take off like a spaceship, worth the whole place flip | 
| Then I start to walk around like I’m fuckin famous, broken man | 
| Everybody say it’s love, but all you feel is hate | 
| 'Til I had enough I’m mackin like a Toma steaks | 
| I violated through trials and tribulations | 
| Just to put some smiles on they faces | 
| Always bein anxious, the city of gangstas, alibi’s | 
| My face-off, just for true lies | 
| Everything is a mirage, and yo mind is a collage | 
| I seen through flaws, I’m a rebel without a pause | 
| Defy laws, well I define raw ??? | 
| I caught up to how I’m livin today | 
| Put away the stress and I can smile, this is happy as I am | 
| See nothin is forever except the pieces of a man | 
| You can see tears cause of broken wings | 
| God I let the weed, the greed and the G’s get the best of me | 
| P.O. | 
| asked for the rest of me It’s like I already failed and Khan’s eyes is my destiny | 
| I’m cookin soup for the recipe | 
| Before corners, the weed smoke, it’s almost depressin me My P.O. | 
| straight up surpressin me She know I’m ballin forever so she be actin like a referee | 
| I’m kamikaze driven, and this is how I’m livin | 
| I’m like a shark if I start swimmin then the party’s endin | 
| I like the coco pimpin, I wear Egyptian linen | 
| I like to cheat up in the game if I ain’t clearly winnin | 
| Don’t drink the seven signs focused on a filthy cat | 
| Please forgive me God Khan if I don’t last | 
| If the car crashed, and I fly away | 
| A broken man with broken hands and a broken land | 
| It’s hocus pocus man, yo here’s your token man | 
| You fix a broken jam, shit whateva |