No matter what you do No matter what you say I cant see myself like somebody that dont skip skip this way I keep my kakies creased And my chucks laced up Lets take a toast to the struggle so niggas raise yours cups Aint no motherfucker breathin on this earth like i do Come walk in my shoes and sit threw shit that i done been threw Closed caskets, victums of the block Cant figure out most of the next lyrics will come back and repost soon! -Matt cyr