smoke a blunt get drunk, hit a line of that funk, now u fallin up in tha spot and u thinkin that u crunk, u aint crunk yous a punk and ima show u that tonight, all it takes is one killa to step and we can start a fight, in tha middle of the club bych wats up we can do this shyt, security aint gon jump in tha way becuz they scared of this, implatin this into ur brain so ull no the next time u cross the line again in standin full of sin we u fuck wit tha boss