Never mind that Don, people travel light years just to see this D-on...
you need to stop fronting man...so kid, get out of my damn lawn.
Boy'sbouncing... announcing ur a-rival by breaking your neck,
by that I mean what happens when he writes strippers 5 dollar checks.
I'll own this whale...I'm not God but I'll be lenient and Free Will(ie),
cut off your supply of cash...and send your mom the peaces back, silly.
P represents graffiti, he writes daily issues on the 'Wall Street Journal'
Privately pop the corns on this kids feet... and I'm not talking 'bout kernels.