Lyrics:

Petey here I wanna tell im dead broke and im bout to go crazy half a tank of gas, two ciggaretts scrapping up change in the ashtray then the voices its only a test of my faith it was only Damn theres a song for that nigga down south That i was tellin y'all about yo check this nigga shit out Memba that song i told you came on sounding like He was talking about everything in my life How he was at a point in his own and the problem seemed to be taking a toll He been fightin so long seemed like everything he did went wrong But he found the strenghth to keep on going and wrote songs about it later on I know this shit hit me home especially when he was talikin about the money he owed how he took the bills and paid a little somethin on each one like he'd put somethin on his light bill, somethin on his phone he'd get lil money in here he paid a lil more he aint have it all so he just paid what he could on it and somehow he managed to keep all this stuff going It was nothin but a grace to the lord Carolina i remeber an i was dead broke and bout to go crazy half a tank of gas, two ciggaretts scrapping up change in the ashtray and the voices its was only a test of my faith it was only Say it seemed like every time he got himself off the ground Somethin would come and knock him right back down Sometimed he wanted to lay on out for the count frustrated and tired but he got up anyhow and with a smile i'm talking about it makes ya ask yourself how he could then he broke down and said I aint never been this happy in my life, aint got a dime more than i had but everything seems allright, then they said he went low having a joy of a piece of mind, meant more th