This is a song about "Last resort"

Resort to robbin' to feed my family

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Remember last september when you last surrendered to a chicken piece?

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

And even though shit's trife at times, never resort to life of crime,

Let's enjoy our younger years while they last

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

'pound it into yo head, you won't last!

I’m coming back like light-skin and

I'm crying because i know i can't last,

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast