The crowds booin' and your the crumb of the year
I see you holdin' your hand out, but I got nothin to spare
You must be buggin' like Chekov with that thing in his ear
Instead of running your mouth, you should be running in fear
It's just me Thug Queen, the horse steala
I'm wanted in 4 counties, for armed robbery
Killed 2 sherrifs, 6 of his best men want my head
Smoke weed, shoot hoops, whatever you find your happiness thru
It's your life, just make sure you know what you want when you go to get it
Keep doin this shit for you, not your crew, or the dude you tryin to impress, kid
Life is simple, life is hard, and ya life is fun
So enjoy the things around you before your life is done