I.C.U. spit nice? naw man i missed it,
Must a been when you was beggin for a biscuit,
Slirpin seamin now gettin wasted by a triscuit,
You better diss+quick, hit+bitch, I won't top will you quit+twitch,
My guns an oxymoron, this heat leave ya cold,
Have ya spinnin lookin like linnen sheets how ya fold,
In the streets I'ma gold, or so I've been told,
So ma Fuckers follow the yellow brick road,
Saltine posted up when he was feelin quite abusive,
After this battle you better hide like you was feelin quite reclusive.