If you had amnesha, this you would still remeber
Why they call you wild fire,your about as hot as december
But see my spit is like a lyricall ember
And if you flew me ya demo in tha mail id return 2 sender
U from oregan huh,that aint where thugz congregate
Thats where fags masturbate,and bent over 2 get butt raped
And the reason i know is cause u mailed me the tape
You was the one in the background feedin bobby the grapes
Back on task to slayin and mercin this man
Put that heat to ya face,now u walk around wit a ceilin fan
And who knows where your sexually preference stands
Prolly the type that walk around wit 5 gay pride wristbands
when i pull outta tha slab,u still valetin ya kickstand
And stop using ya right,at least give the left hand a chance


quick spit;in a rush