gave my all (Calculus) oh my God (English) so many flaws Playing ball didn't look to good for me My future, could not see I had lost all my beliefs And
I can barely see. Lately it occurres to me What a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you
Chicago (hey what's up homeboy?) What's up? And everybody's up on the gank It don't matter how the fuckin blood splatter, long as get yo' bank Real G