, detroit desperado. rap donald goines in a red el dorado, my lifestyle's fortune 500, when niggas just a crumb inside the world, where the bread run it, i'm 16 from the slums. street light reflect off the barrel of a gun, we expect death, lucky to reach puberty, learned in the streets, public school wasn't teaching me, graduate with honors as a cocaine scholar, eat food. eat food, eat food. eat food, i sell nouns like pounds, verbs like birds, clowns ain't heard, words i serve, spit like knicks, rhyme like dimes, roll a dollar bill up snort these lines, fresh off the curb on the quest for the bacons, flipping occupation on the final destination, daily operation currency chasing. got no patience, daily operation currency chasing. got not patience for the pennies i ain't waiting, pockets gettin' fatter, cause the purpose you progress, without a harness on climb the ladder of success, dan in the chest, brew in the belly, liquor in the kidney counting money in the tele, eat food, eat food, eat food, eat food
