We're nothing alike, cos son, you're wack without question
You see, I learn from my mistakes, and JPoll's a living lesson
Keep steppin, JPoll can fight?, thats not at all true
I'll stomp a hole in yo ass big enough to fall through
Shit, Jpoll's a poor bitch, yall should see his lame house
I even tried to take a walk in his shoes, but my toes came out
4's'll leave ya brains out,or I'll come with the shank in yo crib
And leave yo heart on yo sleeve, like you over sensitive
Bring ya kin, cos truthfully son, all yall would die
Some advice?
Treat your victory like my dick, and kiss it goodbye