This is a song about "Energy"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

All hyped out, rappin with speedfull of energy, makin good memories

I've got no fucking energy why do you think i want cocaine?

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Negative energy who said? there are no solutions.

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

This is not a rap,this is the calculas of all my energy

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

No pot, then i'm sippin on some energy.

But you were never/ there just wasting all of my energy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Mechanical energy is lots of gears

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Cause energy never dies