I can't feel nothing, tell me if I'm dead Bitch give me head, I'm the walking dead Don't be scared, just know the end is near Can't show no fear, I show my grill then show the drill Blood get spilled, give em chills, let's keep it real I ain't fine, I got the steel, so what's the deal What's the deal, what's the deal, what's the deal Just keep it drill, all that faith gon' get killed After the pill, no ducks nigga, Daffy's in the field Do it B-I-G, you niggas do it little Niggas pop a pill and get in their fields I pop a pill, so I can't feel She says she loves me but I can't tell if she's real Everything around me seems so unreal Life ain't easy, I wonder if it ever will The hunger keeps my mind thinking about meals I ain't never killed and I hope I never will But for my seats, I gotta live So from the dirt, I constantly dig Up, I gotta go up Been down so long now I just don't give a fuck Talking down, bet you won't run up Try your luck, you ain't winning, hit on bad luck Ready to go in, balling like I'm Chuck Talking baldly, man you boys don't want none Scrape up my pumps, yeah the bottom is where I'm from These other rappers do it for fun, I'm doing it for the funds