Let me go, Really, Let me go ( aka Get Your Hands up out my Pockets and Your Nose up out my Window)

I can straight up tell you
I have more skill than nine out of ten.

Between my fingers and thumb
The microphone lives.

The beta-waves drift,
Slowly away.

Tonight,
I am in my zone, my head.

I'm just another writer in a chair,
Now, please, just shoot me,

Put me on a shelf,
I only have one more life left in hell,

So let's get it rolling already,
Let's go,

You know the motto?
No tomorrow,

I'm from Yolo county,
I got a lot of gold to sell.