 Thinkin' of cash flow, pooter and shelter Whenever frustrated, I'ma hijack Delta And the PJs, my Blintay plays, bullets are strays Your ass is grazed, each block is like a maze Full of black rats trapped, plus the owls in his pack From what I hear in all the stories, when my people's come back Black, I'm livin' where the knights is jet black The fiends fight to get crack, I just max I dream I can sit back and lamp like Capone With drugs pips on, all the legal luxury life rings fresh