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