“Suicidal Thoughts”

When I die, f*ck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I’m a piece of sh*t, it ain’t hard to f*ckin’ tell
It don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies

“Juicy”

Now I’m in the limelight, cause I rhyme right,
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade,
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner,
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner

We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirsty

“Sky’s The Limit”

Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas,
From gym class, to Englass, pass off a global,
The only nigga wit a mobile, Can’t You See like Total

“All About The Benjamins”

And I’m livin’ that, whole life we push weight,
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State,
Listen close it’s Francis, the Praying Mantis,
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand