Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To have runyon avenue soldiers up in our corners
Like fuck it I understand this is business
And this shit just isn't none of my business
We all fall down like toy soldiers
The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?
I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example
But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute 'cause
Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection
If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em