Here we go   Say this is freestyle flow from the penitentiary   SP on lock from the greed and jealousy   I'ma pay back soon, momma don't cry   Stay strong no matter what, even if I die   I hold it down, and still got more trees than Christmas   I'ma try to freestyle for about ninety-three minutes   In the days as a youngster at the Quick Snap   It was me, Pity Pat and his younger bother Black   Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie, Mushey   Lil' Anthony, Craig, and my nigga Abrae   Berry stealing cars and Raymond started smokin'   Five-O's raided houses like they playin' for Oakland   Jump out boys tryin' to catch Mr. Coy   Cause I got more bricks in the wall than Pink Floyd   We looked up to drug dealers, growing up fast   I lost an ounce down the sink cause I use the wrong glass   Fuck pickle jars and mayonnaise too   I bought a pyrex at the U of H school   I acted like a student, they tried to make me prove it   Mexicans in college, son are you stupid?   Stupid is what stupid does, then they all just looked at us   Finally they sold them to me, I went home and cooked it up   Rockafella a cappella I could just go on for eva   Make you sound softer than a muthafuckin' golfer sweater   Spray that bam on my leather   Like girls spray perfume on a letter   SPM hard as ever, c'mon yall all together   Cali back to Harlingen, theres no need for arguing   I'm the hardest on this mic, ma'an they know what is happenin'   uh ma'an