Precious life, dem a pray for your dead love
For your when and then you, telling you the damn truth
Who a with your negativity, your damn brute
The righteous, dem want poison and shoot
Many get caught in a wrong group
Some will want you to tear out your own heart
Or join half-coach, nah, take no clown talk
Some will crack your bone fast, roast if your son saw
No matter where dem fling still a bone saw
Burn the negative vibe, the evil pushes
Be wise, don't be stupid, no stoop low
Fem milk and cookies, tell the kushies
No matter who the cookies