check it / sometimes, I think I think too much / I’m into more guns ‘n’ less government / wait - I think I’m a Republican / fuck it though, I put on my war paint to invoke fear ‘n’ loathing / go rolling in a Nova ‘n’ put on the Purple tape / as Rae said “la cosa nostra”, I put 10 holes in the upholstery of son’s sofa / 3 hoes came out soakin’ covered with heroin, inside were 5 barrels of coke / then all of a quickness 1 showed / 5 hit her, ripped her in her apparel ‘n’ 2 split her wig ‘n’ entered through her throat / we were so close I could hear her final breath, her death rasp / “life is treach” is what they wrote on her epitaph…