in a 67 cutlass we was riding through the desert with the i got a story y all from a bit ago i was out in az chilling with my nigga ro we re leaving tucson huh we was rolling out on the way to l a to kick it we was zoning out couple jokey jokes had the music up a little smokey smoke he was getting blue as fuck and in the trunk let s just say we had a little stuff back in the day you know times was kinda rough way back i was nowhere near my 30s rap wasn t paying the bills we was riding dirty two pounds of brown weed straight from nogales we was riding slow watching for the federales and oh shit how can i forget we had a half an ounce of shrooms in the car to split i was smoking cigarettes and he was riding high that s when the sheriff car came riding by we wasn t speeding he didn t have a reason he still pulled us over now i m fearing for my freedom and oh shit the shrooms hurry up and eat them he took half and i took half and threw the bag under the seat and uhm hello officer what will you be needing license registration i m sure you wanna see em he said sir we already know who you are mr carter could you please step on outta of the car i did it thinking what the fuck does he want mr carter could you please open up the trunk i said huh are you sure that s what you what alright i just got to get the keys from out the front i went to ronin i gave him the sign like nigga you know this weed ain t mine besides i m only 5 9 a buck 45 i go to the pen there s no way that i survive i went to the trunk and opened it up and from the look on his face i could tell that we were fucked then ronin jumped up the cop said freeze he said officer that is not his weed then he started running full speed knocked the cop off his feet and grabbed the two piece i stood for a second thinking should i run with him the cop stood up i stuck my foot out and tripped him he fell and hit his head on the edge of the trunk then he sunk to his knees and bled he passed out face covered in red ronin ran back screaming oh my god is he dead and then he started crying sweet jesus help me pull his body around the side so they can t see us no small feat he wasn t a small guy how he fit a pig in the trunk hogtied threw the keys to ro and hop back in the olds mobile turn the key and now we rolling down the hill in a 67 cutlass we was riding through the desert looking for a place to bury this new treasure now we certified killers small time drug traffickers won t be long till the helicopter s after us we found a spot to dig us a ditch then the chopper came out and the shrooms kicked in oh yo ro you feel that shit man 