This is a song about "Except"

I have nothing to show for it, except this rap poem,

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

They hit me with everything except the kitchen sink

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Except for lucifer,

What's left except drinkin', doin' drugs to drown your sorrow,

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Two white cups and i got that drank

You fit in no where except this slant

That's another topic, we should start a project

Kamikaze pilot except i always eject

Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

And word i blew off herb i grew

Nobody cares about you except you