Slow and discreet is how I move my feet, I step in trumpet thru urban streets. I don\'t slang or bang, it\'s an incognito thing. A enigma or puzzle that\'s intriguing to the brain. Maybe a villain or vagabond or secret agent man, although thought to be in cahoots with drug dealing Colombian. You see the images of a ruthless gangsta small minds must abort, the images of campaign thru murders of all sorts. I am an X man, with brothers across the land, we fulfil the need od supply and demand. Now drugs is known as a way of life, pharmaceutical and alcohol, cocaine just alike. Should I be looked upon as a devil or one who deceive on spite, or one whom seek better for his wrong or right? 8hrs a day, 40hrs a wk, I can make over a hundred fifty Gs when my hustle at its peek. But I am the body, material and weak, if it\'s my head you want it\'s your government you seek....