you see im the rooster and youre the panda just like in your icon, showing your strife
my verses peckin at ya head, makin you think about em for the rest of your life
my verbal pecks hit you so hard, they diversed and pierced your hat and bandana
the two headwares you use to look like your idol kweli, when you're only lookin like a fat panda from china
ill be the poacher and get no money from your dead carcas,
because no one wants a dead body big enough to cover their whole house....
covering their home like its being fumigated, looking like a tent from a circus
you smell just like the fumigation chemicals, no wonder why you never get any pus
their are so many other reasons why you dont get and ladies and girls,
but you don't seem to even want to hear them because you are comfortable eating what your boyfriend's dick hurls