i see pump breaking and fun faking i see too much junk in the trunk shakin i see your son made from the love making i see dreams drying up put your raisins in the sun round here i see corner stores and bodegas i see alphas deltas kappas and omegas players and preachers and politicians i cant tell the difference all these teens dying young but police dont even come round here the club hoppin and all of that gun poppin ain t nun bobby your mama crying its only one option i just wanna shine on why they sun blocking this glory is uncommon for a young legend i feel the pool of the blood diamonds just a flood of necklace i peel the fruit right off of the vine just to find the nectar darker the berry life just more complex in my complexion im not gone stress it uh yes im afraid but its hard to keep from chasing you once i taste that fruit i just want the nectar baby i just need the nectar baby how come the story get distorted all the time i dont see no water transforming into wine i could tell you more than these reporters on the line but my mind be rolling like a motor when im wind up why act a fool the grass is full of anacondas you ever drive through vietnam in a honda or eat a continental breakfast in rwanda might see the without the ganja make me say hail mary mary we need yolanda i was reminded by a goddess kick some game im getting lifted this is what she said bitch you aint broke just because you are not bitches broke they still gone lock your head quit the dope now they pill poppin instead get a whiff of that snow and they wanna sled but different strokes hit the folks in my winter coat crunch time cinnamon toast serial killing im milking this hoe energy militant though uh uh tell me who do you consider the goat that isnt a ghost i guess them graveyard shifts had affected me i was digging my own by the second week i was living at home with expensive dreams i thought i was grown only 17 the medicine aint never did the remedying its ramadan and every ghetto niggas never eating and dont nobody find it odd that its less than even all i grew was paranoid in the garden of eden  yes im afraid but its hard to keep from chasing you once i taste that fruit i just want the nectar baby i just need the nectar baby yeah yeah yeah ay tell me have you read the news today damn how many we lose today everybody in my whole damn crew was safe praise god or whichever you use to pray we all cried out when the bazookas came now its dry all the time but it used to rain it was all sex love music pain tend to your garden god gave us the water so sweet tend to your garden gods son and your daughter so sweet 