It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Maggie Mae was on the streets, trying to consume
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funk
Just rollin’ in my ride, chillin’ all alone
Than next thing I know:
I’m gettin’ jacked, I’m breakin’ myself
I can’t believe they taking Maggie’s wealth
They took my rings, they took my Rolex
I looked at the brother said “Damn, what’s next?”
They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
Ain’t none of them seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before they start to clown
I best pull out my strap and lay them busters down
They got guns to my head
I think I’m going down
I can’t believe this is happening in my own town.