Coin Toss

They say my path fifty-fifty go ahead and flip a coin

I decided to flip nickels and dimes and stay on point

Sell my way to a fast car that was made in Detroit

And as a side-quest take the rap game and then destroy it

Working eighty-hour weeks guess I'm over-employed

So I think it's bout time a new plan is deployed

See I'm tired of the rat race and never moving forward

Just a spinning fucking wheel and it's full of disappointment

See your friends turn to foes but that's just the way it goes

As a word of advice

Keep that white up out your nose