Blunts, thugs and alcohol, what a mixture
Just picture, your life as a whole judged in court, they convict ya
They tellin' you your state of mind like you worthless
So he curses, his mom sayin' Bible verses, that's all she works with
But miracles never leave the churches
Instead, it hits the pockets of the preacher just to purchase
A house with a swimming pool, labels me a sinnin' fool
I'm just a nikka who inherited a winnin' jewel
To be a trendsetter, whenever subject to
Respect this and all respect due is the essential
To street life, hustlin', the struggle, broke ghettos
Boilin' coke settles slow inside a glass kettle
Darren Levy on my TV, lifestyles of livin' easy
Got my crew tense, plottin' up gyps to get whips with BB's
Pushin' cakes, knew anorexics with ten plates
Celebratin' elevation in the seeds that we make
So how you like that?
Every time I listen to this I fall into a daze, Just pure poetry 

 one of his greatest verses ever so effortless