I been itching for a plot, yeah But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no 7th Ward Lord take a shot, yeah I'ma keep my head down (I don't give a fuck) Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah Fuck this music shit, I'm itching for a plot, yeah Ain't no- ain't no fucking digits on my clock, no I ain't one of y'all just let me rot, yeah I was just with Peep in London Still feel like I don't exist at all, no Fuck this social gathering I'ma smoke a square out in the fucking hall, oh They told me watch out for the snakes But they forgot about the plague And the AK and with Lil Remains And the AK and what little remains