bitch nigga you fuckin wit a pro gettin throwed mo than a f-ball at the supabowl/ He probly look like ruben studdard and bone crushas mom had a baby sittin on swole/ stop actin like you know cause you have no Idea when i hit on the mike in you i inflict fear/perpatratin like I give freebies i aint ya mamma bitch so get off these n-u-ts/ Im str8 off of tha streets hitten um hard and low/ and if i still hear you talkin that mean you askin me fa mo/sweatin like r-kelly rapein little girls with that gay swerve I bet you keep candy in ya room just in case you feel the nerve/i have no idea why you even here frontin on rb like you belong here/this is the relaunched version kinda like the new edition of erick sermon?stop the press.....Im ready to unfold slap cuffs on ya like pd cause the bones in ya closet have just been exposed/and i swear man if i see you steal somethin from a movie ill be back slappin you and ya groupies/dont need another line just to say what you said was mine but me and you aint the same so why you be liyin/ and these complicated mazes in my head keep botherin me untill ya dead i had to shoot you/ kill you flat out sent ya head to ya moms just to see her scream and shout but to my amazement nobody said notin at ya grave site all because you raped on rb and thought that you was tight.