All the could bes buzzin' 'round. My mind a thousand tiny clouds. And now I cannot see the sun. All the worries on my list. Rush like lemmings off a cliff.
(Verse 1). It ain't so much about the words I say but how I say 'em. And I'm gon play this game the best and make sure that I slay 'em. Even my enemies impressed 'bout how I make my moves.