little midged, you just a smiget on wind shield,/
Im hard, i pop nines like viagra pills//
forever ill with the steel, no pills'll heal me/
spiting silly will get you killed quickly//

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"Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I'm kidnapping his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced
So I kept feeding her money 'til her shit started to make sense " Jay-z