I’m not a nihilist, (nah)

I’ve just seen

some grimy shit, (yah)

Exposed wires,

Babies with babies,

Kids raising kids,

Social worker visits,

Family motto,

It is what it is,

(It is what it is)

Life’s a (dizzy dizzy dizzy)

dizzy bitch,

Get dead or get rich,

Go to college

Or chop bricks,

Like the rest the sibs,

Cousin caught

A slug in his neck,

Out moving scripts (fuck)

I meant to write a bouncy song,

A hyphy,

Foot hang out the side

Of the low ride, song-

While that bish jolt,

(Jolt jolt)

Around and around,

Surrounded by cigarette smoke,

While that sumbitch jolt,

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

While that sumbitch bolt,

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

While that sumbitch jolt,

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

While that sumbitch bolt.

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

Jolt.

Jolt..

Jolt…

Jolt….

Remember my sister wit the spinners,

Like how the hell I not

Know she was a drug dealer,

Baby daddy

With the long hair

And pinky nail,

If I don’t see you in heaven,

I guess I’ll see you in (yooo)

Yeah,

Yeah,

My skull loose,

Needs a bolt,

Throw your jumper cables on,

Let that bish jolt

While that sumbitch jolt,

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

While that sumbitch bolt,

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

While that sumbitch jolt,

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

While that sumbitch bolt.

(Oh) oh (oh) oh

Jolt.

Jolt..

Jolt…

Jolt….

Jolt….