im right here

constables on my tail
all I ask is for probable cause like the cause aint the dollar down the well
go on follow the trail of hollow shells
litterin the streets like all those dolla bills
feelin like its high school like the lower class is pass fail
Sit in a cell for a spell for this shit that you sell
Im headed to jail
just got my fine in the mail
plus court cost, plus commissary, plus bail
walkin down the road leanin up against the rail
blind to the light but the bible aint braille
feelin the wind from semis, with a semi cocked ready tucked in my belly
I miss struttin my rebocks down C Block, I miss my cell and fuck it I miss chillin with my celly,
I need to go back and fuck it im ready
I need to rob a milly thats the only way this deal be in places like philly certain faces look silly with little traces of guilty from turnin out these pill freaks
runnin up hill movin mountains just tryna find out where that hill peaks
all my life you teasing bitches with your riches and lobsters... today this is my fifth grilled cheese
every day thats all I eat the poor mans diet sure aint gonna fill me
in a few weeks probably gonna kill me
if I dont die let the world get back what its instilled in me
if I get locked up just know the villian's still free
and in the meantime im right here. come arrest me... really