See life is such a cold thing unforgiving make you wanna give up on your own dreams And if you're hurting let your soul scream When it falls apart I'm like a singer how I sew seams And if you know me you know where I be I be on the beats and if it ain't money I'm gonna let the phone ring My big homie in the bing put me on in '03 so I'ma go get it till you're home free I'm like a paycheck away from sleeping in these cold streets no time to count sheep or Little Bo Peep A go getter fasho for more cheddar and more better butter there's no quitting if you know me It's San Jo till the death of me but I'm a world traveler it's in my destiny for me to roam free But we living through these dark days churning real butter no Parkay and still searching for that huh