I’m in the back of an ambulance the GOD lost his wind
hooked up to a machine that was rocking me oxygen
oh my God! everybody drop your pens!
hip-hop just died, repent of your sins..!
3 days later laid back up in the bed again...
Mary Magdalene was my nurse she came in with a smirk and a grin
knew i been down to change the way the earth spin
Chuck stood up straight draped in a hospital curtain...
feelin like 100 grand doing the running man
with a lamb at the end of a rope and a gun in me other hand
walking round the building teaching the children
how to ill really, then i walked cross the ceiling
after i left the hospice i was talking to doc & them
told em i was the Oakland weed it wasn't from the way
that I concocted a gem....was it the verses? it’s not them...
supreme breath control…gotta be Top-10
I blame it on my 3 day weekend chronic binge...
One breeze off that Bomb Bay and I was GONE WITH THE WIND.
