A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day   I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead anyway   Let me contemplate my thought, something back to a time   When my fridge was full of booze but in my pocket not one dime      I remember back on Willis Ave, with my ace boom homey Mark Black   I would start the day off hearin' the sound of the fo' oh, crack   I went to work blitzed so eventually I got dissed   And caught a shocker when my supervisor said, "You're dismissed"      Now as I stare at my last check now my mind   Is stressed and depressed   I spell relief, S T I D E S, yes, with a little excess less the worry   Why go job hunting today?   When I can sit back and smoke this sack and drink   And feel my problems shrink away      And by now the rent's due in two weeks   But inside my mind that's just another problem brew can delete   I got evicted to the point where the court martial came to my door   And said, "Get this kid, get your bags and split   You don't live here no more"      And now I'm ass out, I'm so damn hungry   I feel like I'm gonna pass out   I asked my brother for a handout and he hooked me   Though I knew he had doubts      And rightfully so 'cause I had new shit to deal with   I'm so confused I have no control of my life I think I'll get lit   So as my problems compile, I steady smile, oh yes   Sippin' on that forty ounce that's leadin' me to a path of nowhere   So as I think about tomorrow, I hesitate and say   "A forty ounce for breakfast will get me through the day"      A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day   I guess I shoulda rolled a joint up instead, anyway   Seems like every time I start, I don't know when it's time to say when   Now my mental gets all blurred and inside talk the ill behavin'      Coolin' with my boys, no names need to be mentioned   At a party with some brothers, I don't know I'm chillin' in some E and J   With a forty OZ to wash the shit down   And plus a lot of marijuana now I need to sit down      I can't remember the last time I was this blew out of my cranium   My ears and head begin to hum aloud as the room spun, anyway   Next thing I know I blacked out woke up with vomit all over my coat   Start talkin' out my ass I can't see straight but yet I quote      And I don't know what came over me, I started dissin' both my homies   That I used to freestyle with and now I'm askin' them to show me   What they got not thinkin' straight I don't know why I posed the challenge   Now my ego is erupting as if I was Mt. Saint Helen's      Some shit was said I know I can't erase and now shit ain't the same   I wish I had just one more chance to live that day again   I strain 'cause this bid was to find a true friend   And loose them to booze in my system just ain't how I'm livin'      Nothin' I could really say to mend up how someone else feels   And so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the wounds will heal   And I really didn't mean a word I said though I can't prove that   Now the only thing that I can really say is, I went out      And out I went and now and then I get irate and say   A forty ounce for, nah, a forty ounce for, fuck   Just one more forty, just one more, I'll make this last day   A forty ounce for breakfast can get me through the day