I turn my phone on silent. I need to get away. Put on J. Cole’s Warm Up and let it play. I thank God for blessing me with life every day, and to my peoples who’ve gone, we’ll meet at heaven’s gate. I’ve been sellin’ haze, but I’m sure there’s better ways that I can get my pay. I just need to get it straight. Nothin left to say, now it’s time for action. No more bullshit. No more relaxin’.