A ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day I guess I had a V8 instead anyway Let me contemplate my thought, back to a time When my fridge was of booze but in my pocket not one dime
I remember back on Willis Ave, with my ace boom homey Mark I would start the day off hearin' the of the fo' oh, crack I went to work so eventually I got dissed And a shocker when my supervisor said, "You're dismissed"
Now as I stare at my last check now my Is stressed and I spell relief, S T I D E S, yes, with a excess less the worry Why go job hunting When I can sit back and smoke this sack and And feel my problems shrink
And by now the rent's due in two But inside my mind that's just another brew can delete I got evicted to the point the court martial came to my door And said, "Get this kid, get your bags and You live here no more"
And now I'm ass out, I'm so hungry I feel I'm gonna pass out I my brother for a handout and he hooked me Though I knew he had
And rightfully so I had new shit to deal with I'm so confused I have no control of my I think I'll get lit So as my problems compile, I smile, oh yes Sippin' on that forty ounce that's leadin' me to a path of So as I think about tomorrow, I and say "A forty ounce for breakfast get me through the day"
A forty ounce for breakfast a brother through the day I guess I shoulda rolled a up instead, anyway Seems like time I start, I don't know when it's time to say when Now my mental all blurred and inside talk the ill behavin'
Coolin' with my boys, no names to be mentioned At a party with some brothers, I don't I'm chillin' in some E and J With a forty OZ to the shit down And plus a lot of marijuana now I need to sit
I can't the last time I was this blew out of my cranium My ears and begin to hum aloud as the room spun, anyway Next thing I know I blacked out woke up with vomit all my coat Start talkin' out my ass I see straight but yet I quote
And I don't know what came over me, I started dissin' both my That I used to freestyle and now I'm askin' them to show me What they got not thinkin' straight I don't why I posed the challenge Now my ego is as if I was Mt. Saint Helen's
Some shit was said I know I can't erase and now ain't the same I I had just one more chance to live that day again I strain 'cause this bid was to a true friend And loose them to booze in my system ain't how I'm livin'
Nothin' I could really say to mend up how else feels And so I guess I wait and see if maybe the wounds will heal And I really didn't a word I said though I can't prove that Now the only thing that I can really say is, I out
And out I went and now and then I get and say A ounce for, nah, a forty ounce for, fuck Just one more forty, just one more, I'll this last day A forty for breakfast can get me through the day