 The open trucks and gun stores I see the floor, got a floor When I read in my horoscope The vision is horrid, but you be soaring Stay broke, rather die rich than stay broke I'm staring through my review when my pitch black floats My notes reappear, disappear Shit is looking here, tragedy all over the screen Like William Shakespeare plays Disease, degrade, increase Grenades, disease, the AIDS I seize today Like Wade, I fade away I pray today, cause life is crazy