i say shit bout ghetto thugs and ghetto sluts/
u da defintion of one ,guess, and get off my nuts/

imma bust a load in ya mouth but not wit my heat/
u stay wearin a kiss the chef apron as u beatin my meat/

wen i fuck ya i hit it from da side/
ya weight in this game is s0o small that it has ta b magnified/

~peace~

lame ass bitch whats up wit callin me out/
wen i asked if ya had an occupation blo jobs didnt count/
but i guess u were distracted cuz ur bess friend was givin my dick mouth to mouth/(hah)

now this aint a clincher its jus the end of this shit/
u couldnt draw blood on my ass even if u was on ya period/