Testimony

I don't need the posse, you're my Backup Vision lookin' foggy, was hard For me to

Back up

You're my only contact when I done Pulled a flat Would you look at that

You led me right back on track, yeah List is gettin' shorter, I been conquerin

My fears

We don't do Muhammad, praising Jesus over here Feelin' like Ali, hittin' Demons on the ear

They Like, Cruz, were you at? He Took a brown boy out to trap

I used to smoke on the thrax, huh, Take my lil' cut, then I tax, huh,

Wood on me, what was a black Tryna Make sure it fit in the spliff, yeah

Took me a hit, then I dipped enjoyed My lil' buzz, got back on the road

Save me enough for tomorrow, a smile On my face, I thought I was gold, yeah