[Sample]

In a little while from now

If I'm not feeling any less sour

I promise myself to treat myself

And visit a nearby tower

Climbing to the top

Will throw myself off

In an effort to

Make clear to whoever

What it's like when you're shattered

Left standing in the lurch at a church

Were people saying, my god, that's tough

She stood him up

No point in us remaining

May as well go home

As I did on my own

Alone again, naturally

[Verse 1]

Goin' down South, don't care what the sign say

Gonna get 'round, damn glad it's a Friday

My way, better do it now or the highway

4N stack a milli' in a suit for a tirade

Matte black pockets packing lead, yeah, it's lightweight

Poppin' up with hands, yeah, I turn that boy sideways

Creepin' in your dreams, black whip in the driveway

4N in the underbelly calculate the crime rate

Uh

And this old estate, yeah, it's my place

You ought to stay for a minute, baby, why wait?

Middle of the tropics, heat with the dry lakes

I'ma make it, I don't care what the time takes

Bottled up inside deep down, yeah, it's my rage

At least I didn't run around with the five gauge

Land of the money and the gold and the high stakes

Big money, slim honeys with the fine waist

[Sample]

Looking back over the years

And whatever else that appears

I remember I cried when my father died

Never wishing to hide the tears

And at sixty-five years old

My mother, God rest her soul

She couldn't understand why the only man

She had ever loved had been taken

Leaving her to start

With a heart so badly broken

Despite encouragement from me

No words were ever spoken

And when she passed away

I cried and cried all day

Alone again, naturally

I'm all on my own again, naturally

All on my own again, naturally

[Verse 2]

Naturally, I got the whole block spinnin'

Red at the scene so the face still grinnin'

Lead at the beam to your backpack linen

Ay caramba, baby, can you feel the rhythm?

Hard liquor in the shot glass still sippin'

I could care less if you just treat me like a villain

4N back in business, the stacks just chillin'

Had to take it back and burn it down to make a killing

So you better double check your decision

Two, three hits gonna give you double vision

Square up, boy, 'less you wanna be a chicken 4N

On the case, with the double blade, new incision

Ain't no witnesses just a quick intermission

Won't be long, I'm just headin' to the kitchen

Cookin' up heat, mad flavour what you missin'

4N's back and doing better than invisioned