After this post, youll be diagnosed,"wannabe" and thats at the most
Infared's flows in spurts, musta hit a artery cause its bright red
I make so many benjamins youd think i was washing them
You couldnt drop a single if you were george washington
Your loose change, I was called a pill head for poppin them thangs
Verbal violence, graphic grammer,Sends you to eternal silence like MC hammer
His giant run on sentance, rhymed in past, present, and maybe even sixpense
But hes still none the richer, wouldnt even use him as my relief pitcher
What did he learn from my drop, I run these streets like a traffic cop
While hes trying to bar hop, I bet he doesnt get a single prop