I had my eyes squinched up tryin' to get through the fog. Pullin' up mad slow blunted, passin' police cars. I saw one two three bodies. Blood mixed with the rain ran through the gutter.
Yeah, what's the deal? What's the deal y'all?. I need y'all niggaz to buckle up one time. Fasten your seatbelts, I'm a take y'all on some real shit. This Theodore shit, y'all niggaz know what time it is and shit.