i drop cold flows on foes like i was freezin cold showers/
and i bring chills to bones like icecream cones on weak cowards/
i dont take shit from no1, and i never give shit up/
and even if i was a hoe, you couldn't pay me to give a fuck/
ima need some medication cause i got a ill ass jean/
rackin up da doctor bill cause im da sickest you've ever seen/
call me word processing, cause im a lyrics machine/
and document that thats a fact thats gonna bring me da green/
I dont blow lyrical holes, dawg, i blow lyrical cratas/
and i been sent her by satin to bring a plague to deese hatas/