Nap Town

put nap-town on the map,
A city fighting over scraps,
With a motherfucker taken a nap is his 'lac,
a flat bill hat and gat,
out back of the trap,
Castle of crack,
wont rat if the police ask,
but he will breach the peace for cash,
sneak up fast crunching leafs,
ski mask dash through the candy patch then he leaves,
listening to my speech from your dr. dre beats;
cant Compete with these blitzkrieg strategies,
like Nazi's on amphetamines,
get stomped out by this centipede assuming the lead,
came to terms with thee defeats,
strap boots to his feet,
now back in the streets,
shit, he stood at the lectern convicted of felonies,
what's a bitch going tell him bout his Midwestern tendencies?
A dependency to chemistry,
Friends become enemies and he make em bleed. . . .

TBC

Inspiration for lyrics comes from: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhuNDgxqPlg