ur bout to get convicted, of chokin on dick kid, ur mom gettin evicted, fo bein addicted, hooked on that acid/
if u a profit u shuldn have came to battle ,leavin u demented seriously rattled, ridin ur mom like she wear a saddle, leavin u delerious all u can do is babble/
u steppin to me is like bein a nigga facin the kkk, ur rhymes r weak already been played,leavin u stupifies up in a daze cuz the way mah words twist got u lost in a maze/
u gunna end up on unsolved mysteries,u fuckin wit me im makin u history
leave ya body in the east riva mayb chop u up to ya famly u get dilivad
in a ring box ur b/f will recieve ya dick just so he can have 1 last lick
mayb next time u wont fuck wit a crazzi mick